• "heat, bring the heat"

    i glanced at the boy on third base.
    he looked around thirteen,but i didn't know for sure,
    so far this was my first time playing with these guys.
    i was new at this neighborhood,
    and i wanted to show off.
    at my old neighborhood i was the best pitcher.
    many actually thought i could get into the big leagues,
    but when i tried out there were no open positions.

    i waited for about another second until i saw my chance.his shoe was untied,and he knew it.i cocked back like a pistol ready to shoot.....

    it was going well they had only scored one run,and it was on the fourth quarter.it looked like we were going to win,and i was getting cocky.
    though if i knew what would happen i would have not shown up to the game.

    "bring the heat"

    i cocked back and was ready for my fastest throw yet,so far i had been watching this guy up to bat now.his right arm was slow,and i had already gotten to strikes from him,but i never expected him to change direction.
    i figured if i go fast enough he still wouldn't hit it.

    so i threw it.i quickly twisted my body and let the ball launch out my hand.maybe it was just me being cocky,but i turned and started walking off the feild until.Crack!i turned quickly,but before i could see what happened.i blacked out .i couldn't see but i could still feel the pain constantly pulsing through my body.i doubled over in pain;reaching for my back."hey are you ok?!come on get up!" i tried,i tried to get up.i soon realised i couldn't fell my legs or arms,but i could still feel the agonizing pain reverberating through my body.i groaned and i think passed out.

    when i woke up i didn't know where i was,in fact all i remember was the sound of an ambulence and terrified screams.i tried to open my eyes but found even twitching hurt "what happened?" i asked no one but found a reply "it broke your spine your legs and arms are completly imobilized.except your right arm,but you can only slightly move it." i turned and looked at the character in the room.i found it was him the one who hit my ball."sorry." i looked at the ceiling and thought to myself.questions like "what now?why me?"filled my head,but in that short time i knew i could still make it into the big league.
    "already forgiven;nice hit" i turned and found him crying,but he quickly got a hold of himself "nice throw."i smile

    "ever thought of getting into the big leagues?"

    "yeah you?"

    "yeah but it's a lost dream now."

    "not if you coach me....