The Game

Boyd

Boyd

Introduction

My story is about a boy named Zack who loves to play soccer, but he broke his leg during a soccer game. It tells about the day he broke his leg and what he’s feeling and what he felt when it happened.

I can feel the grass pricking my leg through my boot. I feel the ball at the tip of my fingers. I get up and stare at the net thinking off all the good times I’ve had on this field, wishing I could still play, wishing none of this ever happened to me.

My name is Zack, I’ve played soccer since I was in kindergarten. I started playing soccer because my older brother James played and I thought it was fun to play with him. I am 17 I am in my senior year of high school and its horrible. On October 21 my whole life changed.

October 21

I’m getting ready for my soccer game and it is the the biggest game of the year i’m so excited. I grab all my stuff and sprint out the door. Today we are playing our biggest rival, The Giants. I get to the field and started kicking my ball around and warming up. I’m watching the other team they’re big, they have hard powerful kicks, and they’re quick. The game’s about to start and I get in my position. “FWEEEE” the whistle goes off the game begins. By halftime the score is 6-6 we are tied. The second half begins and I get the first goal in the second half.

There is 5 minutes left the score is 11-12 we are down by one, we have the ball and the ball is kicked into to play. I get the pass right outside the goal box and I swing my leg back to score and “CRACK” I hit the ground. I am in so much pain I begin cry, my leg feels like there is a hundred knives stabbing into it. I can’t move I just laid there, my coaches came running to me I told them what hurt and they carried me to a cart that drove me and my mom to our car. As my mom was driving I was hoping I just sponged something. When we arrived to the hospital we got straight into a room, the doctor took an xray of my leg. When the x-rays came back he told me my leg was broken in two places. I cried not because of the pain but because I knew I wasn’t going to be able to play soccer for the rest of my senior year. On my way home we sat in silence when I got home I went straight to bed.

The next day I went out to the field I laid in the grass and I could feel the grass pricking my leg through my boot. I feel the ball at the tip of my fingers. I get up and stare at the net thinking off all the good times I’ve had on this field, wishing I could still play, wishing none of this ever happened to me.

Tell Someone!!

It has been reported that about 2,000 children in the U.S. die of child abuse. The most common abuse is neglect. About 58% of children abused are neglected, 24% are physically abused, 12% are sexually abused, 6% are emotionally abused, and 3% are medical neglect. 2.9 billion cases of child abuse are reported in the U.S.

When a child is abused they start to have lack of trust and relationship difficulties. They usually don’t have many friends because they don’t trust as many people. They also start to feel worthless and damaged, they feel like they did something wrong even if they didn’t do anything. They start to blame themselves for what’s happening to them. Another thing that happens to them is that they have a hard time showing emotion. They don’t show how they actually feel because they don’t know if they can safely tell someone how they feel. The children may have been told that if they tell someone their abuser may do worse things to them, so they usually stay quiet and don’t tell anyone or express how they’re really feeling, and what’s going on with them.

I have a friend that when she was little she was abused by her mom. Her mom physically abused her but hitting her, throwing things at her, and saying things that made her feel like she was worthless. She was not the best kid she got into some trouble but not anything serious. She just got in trouble at school by the things she said to her teachers and not doing things that she was told to do. So when she got home she never knew what to expect. She had two other sisters they were twins and they were younger than her, but her mom never hurt them. When she got a little older she told her dad what was happening to her, and she got taken away from her mom and now she lives with her dad.

I told you this story so you know if you are being abused or know someone who is being abused to speak up and tell someone!

Sites

https://www.childdeathreview.org/causescan.htm

http://ngm.ag.org/mpact/mgcresources/coordinators/recognizing_and_reporting_child_abuse.cfm

https://www.dosomething.org/facts/11-facts-about-child-abuse