Unexpected Season.

The nerves are raging, mainly in my stomach as the butterflies fluttered till no end. "Is everything ok? Will everything go as planned?" I couldn't stop thinking about what would happen. Images were racing wild as I thought about my teammates going to battle without me. I couldn't comprehend why I had to let them handle it on their own. I had played with them since we were in the eighth grade, and when they …

…for the excruciating play that caused my entire trauma. My season didn't turn out as dreaded as I perceived it to be. Even though I wasn't able to physically help my team out, I helped coach them. I helped coach the rest of our season. Many of our plays, when run correctly, scored touchdowns. I learned that even when though I was hit with a loss, there's so many ways to get back out there.