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As I turned the corner into the tunnel that seemed like was filled with 1000 cheerleaders all praying for the same thing I could barrely hear my coach shriek with what she has left of her voice “this is are year LEAVE NO ROOM! Don’t let them take away what you worked so hard for this is NEW RO’S TIME I CAN FEEL IT!” my body churned as the worlds flew through my head. The Nemorie of her saying something simalier to me last year flashed in to my mind and instantly my stomach tightened my heart left likelike a throwping sore I felt myself begin to sweat as all my pores opeaned and a chiver ran through my body. I would not fall at nationals again, not this year! Over the booming music of another team performing about 50 feet away from us and the crowd screaming back”GO. FIGHT,WIN yell it!” Essients gracefully screamed “GIRL HUDLE UP ITS TIME” embacring the girls next to me I joined the circle as me and my family began to pray as andrea broke in to try and calm us down “ there is no reason for us to be praying we worked to hard to let this slip out of are hands we all just have to believe and push each other out we all know every one of of can do this!” I could tell every one was nerves but tohers showed it differently esseiens just wanted to hit the floor and kill that ruteen wile jillian was in the corner crying . WE brought them back and made every one rmeber to give 100 percent NOTHING MORE NITHING LESS then next thing I knew we were next it seemed like it had flew by we were just at the end of the tunnel. AS the Uca worked looked at us and said “ New Ro better kill it” we all laughted and started to calm down. Then all I heared was “GO CATS!” they team had finished it was are time and then in a loud beep voice I heared “New Rochelle you can take the matt” my stomach dropped out of my body and I thought I was going to pee. “NO FEAR NO ROOM!” was the last thing I heard before walking out of that castle and stepping on to that blue matt that seemed to go on

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