my storyA Story by Jordan NovakIt was the bottom of the ninth inning my team in a dead tie, me the last chance to win. the cool wind rushing through my hair I step up to the plate trying to block out all the screaming of the fans surronding the field. i go to the plate and when i block out the noise there was only 2 people on the field, me and the pitcher. Five pitches later the count runs full,the hairs on the back of my neck standing up straighter than a building. I step out of the box take of my helmet and run a hand through my hair. I scan the stands trying to find her,then i spot her. My mom sitting behind center fwild. I think of all the time she spent getting me to practice as a kid and how much she cares about me. With out noticing, a small grin grew on my face. Then i step back in the batters box. I take a swing at the pitch. Then I heard the crack of my back and took off running as the ball sailed in the air. By the time i reached second base i realized the ball had landed in the stands. I had just one the game. I was a hero. My coach handed me the game ball after the game and the team cheered for me as I left. When i step outside I feel the cool October breeze and see my mom standing by My car. I walked over and gave her a hug, then handed her the game ball. She asked," Why did you give me the game ball, your the one who deserves it." Then i responded," Your the one who deserves it if it wasn't for you i woudln't be here right now."
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