Personal Narrative Gcse

Crack! The sound of my bat hitting the ball echoed throughout the stadium. Dust went flying everywhere as I took off running towards first base. I dropped my head, concentrating only on putting one foot in front of the other as fast as I possibly could. Everything else seemed like a blur to me. I rounded first base, praying for my feet to move faster. Dust stung my eyes, but I couldn’t stop now.
The only words I heard from my coach were, “Run! Run! Run!” My lungs burned, but again, I couldn't stop now. I looked up to see the runner in front of me, noticing that she was only a few feet ahead. “Please move faster,” I silently begged, hoping that in some way she could hear my thoughts. Glancing past her, I saw the crowd for a split second. I noticed
I looked up one last time to see my teammate stepping onto home plate. This was it, I was almost there. I pushed myself forward, causing my lungs to burn even more. I had the feeling of forgetting how to breathe, and every muscle in my body ached. I felt like stopping to catch my breath and rest, but I couldn’t. I was so close to reaching my goal, so close to having my dream come true, one more step and it would be all over.
Home plate was only a few strides ahead of me, and I realized that this was it. I slammed my foot onto the plate, thinking to myself that I made it. Suddenly everything around me was loud. My hearing finally returned and I could hear the crowd cheering for me. I ran to the fence and found myself searching for his face. There Andrew sat on the bleachers, smiling at me and clapping his hands.. “I told you I would do it,” I hollered at him, which caused his head to be thrown back in laughter. I smiled proudly and turned my back towards the fence, seeing my teammates make their way onto the field, screaming and hollering my name. Everyone there couldn’t stop cheering and clapping in honor of me, and honestly, it was the best feeling in the