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Personal Narrative : My Favorite Season Of The Year

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Orange Snowflakes Spring is my most favorite season of the year. The fresh rain hitting the window with a faint yet calming song like sound. The vibrant flowers blooming at the speed of light. The cool wind sweeping across the small freckles scattered across my petite nose. Bright Orange and White flashes covering the mildewy spring grass of The Lacrosse Field; the place I feel free to get away from the world, playing a game that for me, is like a day in the candle store. Managing Lacrosse is something I love spending my days doing, and is something I will never regret doing.
In Colorado, Lacrosse is much better known as The Mammoths, but to me is a springtime activity I will pursue throughout the rest of my high school experience. An …show more content…

Understandably, the first couple of weeks were pretty slow because I was a new person. An alien invader. Although the more time I spent at practices, the more I got closer to the players. When the season came to end, the boys made me feel so apart of the team by asking if I would return next season because they were grateful I was there. With the love I have for these boys, how could I say no? 2016, my sophomore year. The year I would return to Lakewood Junior Varsity Lacrosse; The place I left my comfort zone. The place I really made friends for the first time in high school. The place I found what I really love. A sanctuary, the place we strive to be in the safety of our team. This season was ours and we weren’t going to let anything stop us. Our first game was finally here. “We are LAKEWOOD!” Chanted the players running onto The Field, their safe place. With Jack Frost forcing his way onto anything and everything he can, the boys take their positions. Four 12 minute quarters, we got this. The bell screams indicating the start of the game. ‘Clomp clomp clomp’ the sounds of cleats smacking the cold, dead grass as the players rush to try to get a goal. About an hour of intense shots goes by and the game ends. Lakewood takes the win. Six nothing. Even after millions of screeching whistles, numb fingers, and a broken wrist--Lakewood took the lead in the game that defines the

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