Orange Ball Monologue Research Paper

My Little Slice of Heaven

I love the
Thump, thump, thump,
That sound of a ball
Dribbling,
My heart beating in perfect unison.
I long
For the air rushing around my body
As I glide across the floor,
As I fly.
I crave
The burning in my exhausted arms
And the blisters on my hands
That make each push more painful than the last
As I keep going—
Determination and adrenaline urging me on.
I want to feel
The hard, orange ball of rubber,
Power in my hands,
The excitement and energy that courses through my veins,
The smile that splits my face
When the ball goes . . . Swish!
Through the net.
I need
That sense of belonging,
That team camaraderie,
Knowing that I am a part of something bigger, as
Everyone moves, thinks, and plays
As one.
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