Personal Narrative: My First Football Player

The old brick building looked to be about a million years old, but it was only 14. The thick stench of tobacco and smoke filled the air. There wasn’t much lighting, so it was always darker than outside, unless it was night. Kendrick was a tall kid that loved football. His parents could barely afford the equipment he needed. His parents didn’t have a car so, they had to walk, bike, or Uber everywhere. And then it happened. His dad left them. It was just him and his mom. He could only take things that he would be able to carry himself. His clothes took up most of the space. He planned to bring His signed Kobe 9s and From now on, they lived in the streets of Chicago, Illinois. The first day of school was tomorrow and had to use his supplies from last year, and the year before, and the year before that. With all the bad things in his life, he still had one thing, football. He played defensive back and sometimes linebacker. He was 6 foot 1 inches and weighed 184lbs. He had 11 interceptions and 3 forced fumbles in his junior year, this year he was a senior.

Three months later….

It was what could’ve been the last game of our season. The other team was on our 1 yard line and it was 4th and goal. We were down by 7 points. Fourth
They wanted me to play football for them. It was such an honor for me to go to school there. There was one problem, I couldn’t afford it. So, they said I could pay after going. After four years at Ohio State University I declared for the NFL draft. I got drafted 32nd overall by the reigning Super Bowl champs The Philadelphia Eagles. I was making millions of dollars while playing the game that I love. I first paid off my college tuition fee, then bought my mom a house, then buying my own house. Later on I got me and my mom cars. After I retired I got a quote painted on my wall that reads “If you quit ONCE it becomes a habit. Never quit!!!” Michael