“You’ve got this, you can do this. Breath, breath, breath.” I whisper to myself. “Calm down!”. Today was one of the most important days in my life, volleyball tryouts. I had been excitedly waiting for this for months! But know that it is finally here, I am freaking out. Millions of things are going through my mind, “You can’t do this! You are not going to make the team. You may as well just give up now!” I decide to tell my mom that I am not going but she firmly tells me that I can do this and I am prepared enough to make the team. My mom and I get into the car and drive the short drive to the gym. When I get there all of the other girls there look twice my size, like they could beat me up without even trying. Though I know that it isn’t true …show more content…
Everyone else starts laughing and embarrassed I go stand by the wall all by myself. Eventually, the balls get harder to pass and I am soon joined by many other girls. They talk and cheer for who they want to win but I quietly stand alone in the corner too embarrassed to talk to others. When we finish that drill, the coach gathers us in a circle and begins the next drill. The next drill we do involves getting into groups and passing with each other. “Oh great” I say to myself. “That means that I have to talk to people!” Luckily, two nice girls that I sort of know, invite me to pass with them. Happily, I agree. As we start to pass I realize that they are really good I am not nearly as good as them. Once I realize that my passes start to get worse and worse. I can tell that the other girls start to wish that they hadn’t asked me to join them. All of my thoughts came as, “Maybe volleyball isn’t for me, maybe I should just go home.” Then something hits me, literally! A girl tried to pass the ball to me and I was so caught up in my thoughts that the ball hit me in the head. But when that ball hit me I decided that it wasn’t worth it to worry about how other girls were doing. I needed to worry about how I was doing