Personal Narrative: The Orlando Ice Arena

I remember my very first steps into the Orlando Ice Arena, I could feel the cold brisk chill hit my face. I stopped and stared I had never seen such a big rink, there were huge crowds, gorgeous dresses, sparkling medals, and talented skaters everywhere around me. I was in a day dream until I heard my loud family slowly come behind me. When I realized I was in the real world, I quickly noticed that I only had three minutes to put on my skates for practice ice I snapped my skate bag open and hastily grabbed my skates, then ran out to the ice. All the other girls were taller than me so it was hard to get threw but when I finally reached the front, I dashed onto the ice. I quickly found my coach Rimma, and I can still remember her yelling at me for being late in her thick Russian accent. After skating three circles around the rink, I could feel the ache in my legs go away. First I did my jumps, all of the girls stopped and stared because my jumps were so high. Most of the girls that competed against me had small jumps and could spin really fast, but I jumped …show more content…
My coach hugged me so hard I couldn't breathe. My parents were shocked, they never saw my true potential. They started to say sorry for what they said, and told me I could keep skating no matter what place I got. I anxiously waited for my score, all of the girls skated great but only one could win. The announcer walked slowly to the posting wall, everyone staring excited to see what place they got. My mouth dropped, first place Moriah Oliveira. I screamed my head off I was so excited! I beat fifty people, and I had third highest score in the whole Atlantic coast! I ran to my parents and we all started jumping and laughing. I walked to the awards table and saw the huge trophy ,they handed it over and I remember grasping it in my arms and thanking god for my win. Paxton got second, and my best friends Ashley got