Personal Narrative Essay

Walking through the gym I heard “Bailey, come here!” with a confused look, I glanced up and it was coach Taylor, “Meet in my office!” she yelled. Rushing as quickly as I could, my mind began wondering in a million desperate directions. I was beginning to think what I had done the past few weeks, hoping I was remembering correctly because from what I knew I was in the clear. Being nervous and concerned as to what was fixing to happen, I made my way to her request. Walking in staring at the solid white walls, with the rich coconut smell that she had in her candle my heart started racing. Gently, I found a place to sit on her black new coach that was yet to be broke in. She was shortly behind me, and all I could here was the thud of the door being shut. She then began to ask, “How was your day?” I told her it was going well and she eased into how I had been doing really good in practice, and I just told her thanks and she then said “I would like to tell you that your skill level has improved, and I gladly congratulate you on now being a part of the varsity team.” My heart sank; it was as if my blood just drained to my toes. It seemed so unexpected she repeated it a few …show more content…
I guess since it was a “team” meeting, little did I know I wasn’t included. The door about broke my nose as I tried to enter, as you could say my attempt to join was a fail. I could have sworn my heart skipped a beat, I knew then that this was going to be pure hell. Feeling so unimportant to something so valuable to me was the worst, at this point my tears were on the floor and I knew from then on high school was going to be miserable and I still had four years to