The crowd immediately went soundless. My team’s jaws had dropped. I had no idea what to do, I was so confused. I didn’t even know what actually happened to my leg. Then my first base coach came running over to me and lifted me off the ground. My parents had just arrived, and they rushed over when they saw me being carried off the field.
My coach laid me on the ground and sincerely told my parents, “I’m sorry, she has to go to the hospital.” That is when my dad ran all the way back to the parking lot and backed his car next to the softball field. I was just looking up at the sky, not moving or saying anything. My facial expression was blank as a piece of white paper. Why should I? I was in unbearable pain, and I wanted the pain to end. But, I did not cry, I stayed strong and powered through the pain. One of my teammate’s father lifted me into the car. I just laid there too, it was all that I could do for a