Personal Narrative: I Want To Play Football

“Do you want to play football?” Dad asked. Even though I was Eight years old I mumbled yes, but I feared of being hit and hurt Growing Up watching watched NFL replays of the hardest hits and worst injuries, I became terrified and almost second guessed my decision but it had been too late anyway. About one week later football practice had began. I was excited until halfway into practice a kid named Cooper broke his arm. He had been blind sided and he fell right on it, it gave me the chills. I was pushed around all week over and over again not knowing what to do. Eventually I got the hang of it.
When the first game came i was nervous hoping I would not get hurt, but I kept telling myself ¨You can do this you can I this.” Boom! I got blown up,