My Most Embarrassing Moment

I was 8. My heart was pounding. I was holding the ball. I ran up the basketball court, dribbling occasionally. I was drenched in sweat. Someone was yelling at me. I couldn’t hear them over the loud pounding of my anxious heart. None of my teammates were beside me, probably because I was faster than they were. I got to the basket and shot. Score! I put my hands up in the air, shouting for joy. I imagined having millions of people screaming my name. I noticed my teammates. They were staring at me oddly, but I was too happy to worry about it. My coach ran up to me probably wanting to say “You were amazing out there. You are a great basketball player!” but instead he said, “You shot in the wrong basket!” Suddenly everything reversed. My happiness turned to embarrassment. Then I noticed that not only was my team looking at me strangely, the crowd was too. So the other team got a point from me. I was devastated. I sat out the rest of the game. The other team made fun of me. Some cheerleaders were giggling together and pointing at me. I sat on the bench until it was time to go. My family was the first family to leave. I walked out the door and to my car. I didn’t talk to my family on the way home even though they were trying to cheer me up. Once we got home I laid on my bed glad the game and the torment was over.

That was my most embarrassing moment.

Upward Basketball

This is my first season of basketball here in Georgia. I've gotten way better this season. I ended up being so good that my Dad bought me Harry Potter 2 (the only book we didn't have in the Harry Potter series). I kept getting way better. I shot 6 baskets in one game. That's 12 points. This is a picture of me about to make a basket.



Here is a funny picture we found. It's me jumping up to catch the ball.



Here's me trying to make a basket but someone is trying to block me.