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We arrive on time, and ready for the game. Well everyone else is, but I think I am maybe a little bit

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Introduction

Creative Writing I arrive at the car park, late as I usually am. My friends are there already, organised, prepared, ready. I, on the other hand, am not. The thought of performing anything in front of a crowd always seemed to be something that, how can I say it, levelled my conscience to that of a small school child on his first day at school. The 30 minute car trip to the venue however, was my chance to ensconce my childish fears, as I listen to music. To me, music is the gateway from one dimension to another. The journey from the real world, to a world of your choice. For me, the world is one where I can forget everything; the days events (yes, even the embarrassment I endured when I slipped on the step going into the dinner hall), what happened the other week, and most importantly, I can eradicate the feeling of nervousness that has overcome my body. We arrive on time, and ready for the game. ...read more.

Middle

They stop their conversation and fix there eyes upon me. I look up and give a slight nod and a smile as I quickly head off into the changing rooms. Phew. I get into my kit. The captain is talking to us. Spurring us on and attempting to install some "fighting spirit" into the team. Everyone retorts with "Yeah!" and "Grrrr!" I just nod acquiescently. The time comes; we must now enter the hall. As we do, the opposing supporters all stop and stare. They begin to whisper among themselves. Their eyes wander to and from each of our team. A girl and her two friends look at me. They then seem to laugh with each other. I just ignore them and try and focus on the game. The whistle blows to warn us that there is one minute until the game starts. We huddle and decide the final tactics for the game. I decide to be the substitute for the first quarter along with two other players on my side. ...read more.

Conclusion

I dribble to the edge of the D and a pick is set on my defender and I quickly move out of his reach. I stop and pull up to shoot a three-pointer. The ball is released from my hand at an almost slow motion pace. The arc of the ball seems to be accurate and the court seems to stop and stare at the ball. Swoosh. The ball goes through the hoop without touching the rim. Three points on the scoreboard. The team congratulate me on my shot as I we back to defend. The game continues in our favour, and we end up winning 103-24, a great score. I now begin to understand that all of the fear and anxiety I felt was only in my mind. I have to believe in my self and not be doubtful of my ability. (Following week) I arrive at the car park, late as I usually am. My friends are there already, organised, prepared, ready. I am also prepared, and I have brought my Mp3 player to help me get fired up for the game. ?? ?? ?? ?? Leon Simmons ...read more.

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