How Tennis Changed My Life

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Bang! I slammed the car door shut, my mom was making me choose between the two things I loved.
“I won’t choose.” “Then I will.”
I was so mad, and I did not know what to choose. I was coming back from tennis and was on my way to the YMCA, where I took dance lessons. My mom thought I was getting too tired from doing both of them, and it was impacting my schoolwork. I had until the end of the dance season to pick what I wanted to do for the rest of my life. Years later I realized it made sense, I was able to focus in school and what I picked, and I got better at them both. At the time though, I did not think like this, I thought that it was anything but fair and that my mom was the worst. Whenever my mom talked about my decision, we would just end up yelling at each other, we were louder than a swarm of banshees. Finally, I realized I have no choice but to make a decision. I decided I should pick tennis, because even though dance was more fun, tennis was a life sport that I could be more competitive with. Now, I think tennis is way more fun, and I am so glad I picked tennis, I am playing almost everyday and I am still focused on school, if anything, it helps to get out all the energy. Making that choice made me
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I am playing a tournament where you play a match a week, and I am the only girl there and it is obvious everyone thinks I will come dead last, I always hear them whispering in the lessons about how everyone there can beat me, but on Saturday, I proved them wrong, winning eight games to one, I was very proud of myself and I cannot wait for the next match. Tennis has been much better for me then dance ever has or would have been, and if I still danced, I would be so bored. I want more then anything to keep playing tennis for as long as I possibly can, which hopefully is a very long

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