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I remembered the day when the principal announced seventh graders and eighth graders can start signing up for the school softball team. At first I was nervous about my decision on trying out for the team because I thought I wouldn't have a chance of making the team because all the other girls trying out. While I was second guessing my decision, I kept the thought in the back of my mind that I can make the team but, there might be that one person that is better than me at tryouts. I put a bunch of weight on my shoulders with nervousness. I went to the first meeting there was before tryouts to get the paperwork. Everyone needed to complete the paperwork to get on the team. I waited for physicals to approach because after everyone got cleared …show more content…
I practiced all my position stances, throwing skills and batting skills. I practiced for weeks until it was finally here the weeks of physicals. On the day of physicals all the girls were lined up around the hallway waiting to get cleared. I was cleared and ready for tryouts after school next week.
Next week arrived so quick and I was nervous for tryouts. The first day of tryouts was tomorrow and I knew I needed to prepare to do the best I can. I went home after the first day of tryouts thinking to myself there can still be that one person that is better than me that will make the team but I won't. After the second day of tryouts I felt a little more confident in my actions of playing. When the third day arrived I knew it was my last day to show off my skills .
It was the weekend and the results of who made the team were finalized so on Monday we would know who was on the team. I sat thru the entire school day anxious to see the results. After the bell rang at 2:50 I rushed down the flights of stairs to the lower gym. Waiting for the coach to put the list on the wall. She placed the list on the wall and everyone crowded around it but I was able to get a glimpse of the list and found my name on

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