Well the doctors said that I would never play volleyball again because I torn my Anterior Cruciate Ligament or my ACL in my right leg. He said that I needed to get completely reconstructed but that on top of my torn miscues and my previous injuries it was very unlikely that my leg would ever be 100% again. He said not even 50%. It was the worst day of my life. Right after I realized that, I was the one screaming in pain on the volleyball court I was swarmed with everyone: my coaches, my volleyball sisters, and the other team's players. Even my mother fought her way to be by my side not that would expect anything less from my mother. She has come to every single game I have ever played in and by my side for most of my endeavors. I think, no, I know that is way it hurt her so much to find out that I wanted to go live with my dad for a while. While sitting in the hospital bed waiting for the doctors to come in and prep me for my non-critical surgery (that's why I'm waiting they have to treat the life threating injuries first, there was a car pileup on the highway across town and the overflow was coming to this hospital) and having to deal with the revolving door of my coaches and teammates coming and going giving me pity filled looks which was a constant reminder of why I was in the hospital in the first place. I knew I had enough and did not want to stay at the school where I began as a freshman, varsity, starting, and helping lead our team to our school's first nationals ever and won to where we are today. That was supposed to be the most exciting day of my life and it actually was the worst day of my life. I was a sophomore, team captain to my high school's varsity volleyball team, and lead them to nationals again to then having my future Olympic gold dream be crushed oh so thoroughly. I can express how excited I am to be heading to my dad's right now just to get away from it all maybe one day I will return but not any time soon. I know I did it in a very cowardly manor; the only people that know I left today were my coach and my mom. I know my sisters will not take it easy on him, my coach that is, but he understands why I had to leave the way I did but does not agree with it. I'm currently sitting on the most crowned, smelling, loudest baby crying in the world, aircraft but I can't help but to feel relieved that my mom actually is letting me go to live with my father and I am even more impressed with the fact that I was able to get pass the girls. It would not surprise me if they tried to show up and drag me back…


Well that's chapter two! Let me know what you think! I know it has been a very long time but I didn't know what direction I wanted to take this story in and I suddenly had a sprout of inspiration. Please REVIEW, I would love to read everyone' comments and ideas of this story and I apologies now if there was any part of this that was confusing or hard to read I wrote this quick and figured just put it up. I would be glad to answer any questions and if there are any glaring mistakes I'll fix them if you want to let me know. Until next time whenever that is…..