I always felt like everyone had a special talent accept me. Some could paint, act, play sports, but that was never me. I was just a little girl being bullied for having a blanket and sucking my thumb in first grade. Always left out and being told I would never amount to much, took a big toll on my grades. All throughout elementary school I was in the “special” classes. In fifth grade I moved to middle school. I was shy and didn’t have many friends. Still on the hunt for my talent, I saw a poster for cheerleading tryouts. I didn’t have much experience with this, but what the heck, I decided to try it. From the second I tried out, I was hooked. It was like a drug and I kept coming back for more. My entire life turned around, my grades soared, I got a new group of supportive friends, I moved to all honors classes, and I got a new attitude towards life. Finally I was happy with being me.
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We needed one more person to complete our competitive team and we finally found someone. Before this boy came, I was front and center for the entire routine. I had the sassiest parts and best stunt groups until Chris came. Since we already had two boys on the team, I was center and they were behind me, so the formation was even. Now since we had three boys, Chris had to be in the center. It was a week until Nationals and I had to learn a new routine. I was moved to the back, had the shakiest stunts, and worst of all, I had to watch someone else shine during a routine that was choreographed for me. There was nothing I could do, so I practiced my new parts every night and learned them like the back of my hand. I couldn’t let my team down. Now, Chris is one of my best friends. Cheer isn’t about one person; it is about an entire team working together and succeeding. They are my family. The gym is my home away from home, and whenever I have a bad day, I have 19 other teammates to support
We needed one more person to complete our competitive team and we finally found someone. Before this boy came, I was front and center for the entire routine. I had the sassiest parts and best stunt groups until Chris came. Since we already had two boys on the team, I was center and they were behind me, so the formation was even. Now since we had three boys, Chris had to be in the center. It was a week until Nationals and I had to learn a new routine. I was moved to the back, had the shakiest stunts, and worst of all, I had to watch someone else shine during a routine that was choreographed for me. There was nothing I could do, so I practiced my new parts every night and learned them like the back of my hand. I couldn’t let my team down. Now, Chris is one of my best friends. Cheer isn’t about one person; it is about an entire team working together and succeeding. They are my family. The gym is my home away from home, and whenever I have a bad day, I have 19 other teammates to support