Double Play Narrative

The sun's beating down on me and sweats dripping down my face. I set up for a throw down at second, the pitcher starts her wind up and I take two steps closer to second. Our catcher set up for the outside pitch, but misses her spot and hits down the middle. The hitter loads up and swings hitting the ball to our second baseman. The play totally changes at that point three seconds of time. Now instead of a throw down steal were turning a double play. I run as fast as I could from my spot at short my cleats digging deep into the dirt pumping my arms to run faster to get to second, I watch the ball get with the picture, i thought is was going to get through our second baseman but at the very last second she dives out landing hard on the ground but manages to stop the ball. Im at the base and yell “flip two! Flip two”! She does, but my footwork is backwards and I hit the base with my left foot, leaving my body open to get slid into. I catch the ball from the second baseman to get the force out at two and jump up to try to avoid the slide, but the player from the opposing team put her cleats up to break up the double play. I feel her metal spikes dig into my chins, a sharp stabbing pain flies through my body. The ball goes flying out of my hand a rocket to the fence over the first baseman's head. I come down and on the player from the opposing team and my head smacks against the ground. Pain

I hated sitting down watching tv or laying down and “relaxing”. I was always outside with my sisters playing catch or practicing ground balls or our swing for hours. I was a stress free, not caring, no problem kinda kid. I had a ton of goals, i wanted to graduate high school with a softball scholarship to college, break all the school records their and then get recruited to play pro for Team USA. After the concussion all of that changed. Now i have psoriasis, stress, anxiety, i had no motivation, and my goals completely