Getting A Shot: Personal Narrative

On January 22, 2017 at Lower Macungie Community Center gym two Lower Macungie Youth Association (LMYA) were playing against each other. They were playing basketball. No team was getting demolished.

Could we get to the ball? If we don’t get the ball they well recover it. It was one of our first games in September. Our record was one, one and one. That means we won once, lost once, and tied once. It was at Unity Field (Home). We were started at 4:30.

After the the first shot I took my mind went blank. The adrenaline that flowed throughout my body, the feelings of rush, excitement, and success all in one combination of emotions. These were the feelings I had no idea excited until after that moment. Although I had a slight ache in my shoulder due to the force of the 12 gauge shotgun pushing against my shoulder. I was at a lost of words my only reactions was to run, run as fast as I could to get to the dying turkey. Once there the turkey was not fully dead yet It was still flopping around and blood camp oozing out splattering me. Looking at the suffering bird I places my boot on it head to the ground, then grabbed the turkey's body pulling it so its

Doctor Larry Smith was the Pediatrician in Toombs County for as long as I can remember. He was well-known and loved in the community and a member of Lyons First United Methodist Church. Dr. Larry was married and he had two daughters, one stepdaughter and a stepson.

When I was a freshman, I tried out for the dance team. It was a terrifying experience. I felt as if everything was going against me. The minutest thing appeared so menacing at the time. I didn’t only fear the actual tryout, but I had to imagine how utterly frightening it would be if I made the team.

I believe that a lot of our performance went well. My group worked well as every aspect of the performance came together and worked seamlessly. The transitions were also successful as each performance was able to transition from one story to the next relatively easily. Our use of props, such as balloons and string helped us

One hot afternoon I was playing basketball with my friends named Seth,Kyle, and Logan. We were seeing who could win against each other. To start out we were on defense, they made a 2 pointer, we had to beat them to go to the next game. Next,we had the ball and nobody was open, so I drove the ball in. When I drove the ball in, one of my teammates got open.

“We won in our hearts...I’ve never been so proud.” Our mentor said as the team wiped away tears of disappointment. We just lost the championship; the season was over, but this was supposed to be our season. We had never worked so hard in our previous building seasons as we did this year. We had never made a robot as good as Jester. Experiencing this loss turned bitterness into a moment of anguish.

Most people are all grown up when they finally figure out what they want to do with their life. I was 4. I realized what I wanted to be when I attended my very first Rodeo. Even though it was so long ago I can remember that day like it was yesturday. That day got me on the path to my future.

One day I went to get my flu shot and I was really scared of flu shots. I was scared but happy in my head i thought i could do this. I sat down not scared she started cleaning my arm with a wipe, she pulled the safety cover off and i saw the needle and ran to my dad. My dad said we are giving you the a flu shot but it goes in your nose one and i was like that's not bad so i sat down i closed my eyes and it was a needle shot I did not cry but it hurt. They cleaned it up and put a bandage on it ands then she said next. We started walking to the elevator and my mom spotted my friend, my mom told me to go talk to him. I went over, we started to talk and he asked if i wanted to go to a indoor skate park I said sure. I got so happy I kept on talking and talking and talking about it then finally we got to the car. It was time to go to too the skate park i was so happy i was ready but then my said but first we have to go to 4 stores, my jaw dropped to the floor i said you can do it later, my mom said who is going to drive all the way back down. I asked my mom what is the first store she replied in target i thought target is not so bad i mean i will go walk around myself. I went to the sports place. I just walked around didn't really care. Then my called saying we are leaving i was so

We planned our production time around both productions this semesters, due to three of our four members working in at least one of them and we planned our time around a week in advance so we could be sure it would fit into everyone’s calendars. One of my greatest strengths on the team was finding sound effects that we could use and helping to direct the actors. My greatest weakness was helping with writing music. Jacob Gust was amazing at mixing and writing music,one weakness was having confidence in his music skills. Charles Southward was amazing at directing our actors in what we were going for in performance, one weakness was having faith in his choices for sound effects. Jamie Bennett was great at helping with sound effects and keeping

I know how scary it is for you to put yourself out there.. yet, I keep rejecting you. And the one time I did say yes, my two friends ended up tagging along lol. I'm sorry. I really am. And I'm aware that saying sorry isn't going to fix anything unless I put the effort to change it. SO, if you are free tomorrow, let's do something. I promise I won't lag

Dribbling the ball down the court everybody chants my name. People telling me “your the next big thing”,but they don't know whats going on off the court. Everybody thinks I'm just perfect, but I know I'm not. I come to school with bruises on my body and People question me on how i get them but i just tell them “i got it from the last basketball game.” I wanna tell somebody, but I'm afraid it will make things worse. Kids and teachers at the school will never understand what I go threw every day. Nobody knows my brother and I come from a broken home. I barely eat some days, because we don't have any food at home. We barely have a home left to live in. My brother and I are happy to see the bus come down the street to pick us up every week, I

“Ping.” The other team just missed their last shot, I’m the last one up for my team, all I need to do is make this shot. I’ve done it a million times before, but not in this pressured, game-winning situation. I look back at my team, they’re all depending on me. The sweet taste of victory and sweat stings my mouth.

Slam! I ran out the door to my car. This was my first day of senior year at Lincoln High School. This was the year I had been waiting for. I was envisioning my year. I would be basketball team captain and starting point guard, finally asking my crush out, landing a spot on honor roll--what could be better? I could not help but grin as I plopped into my car and threw my backpack into the leather passenger seat. It was a cool August morning and dew was scattered about on the patches of grass in my yard.