Personal Experience Narrative Essay on When My Parents Pushed Too Hard

I was a freshman in High School, and I felt on top of the world. Finally, after all those years I was not a junior to anybody. I felt on top of the world on my first day as a ninth grader when my father dropped my sister and me in school. My older sister Emma was a high school senior, and we did not look anything alike. For one, she had auburn hair like our mother while I took after dad who was blonde.

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I was fourteen and almost six foot tall. Emma was eighteen but half a foot shorter than me. In Junior High School, I was the captain of the football team. We had done it all in Junior High, gone to all the competitions and win every important game. I was very excited about life in High School. The day was not quite as I had imagined. It was very boring in fact. I was eagerly waiting for Sports to start at four. I planned to join the senior team as soon as possible. I was so excited that I could barely contain my glee.

I was in for a shock when I approached the locker-room at four. The guys there were big. One of them approached me, "Hey punk, looking for trouble? He flexed his muscles. He was the captain I knew it because of the way he carried himself. "No, am looking for Coach." "He's funny," he said all the while laughing. That is when my head met the floor, and I passed out.

I was later told that somebody in the team had swept me off my feet. My skull had suffered a fracture, and I was in a hospital bed for one week. My mother was there with me the whole time. She told me that the boy who had got me in the hospital had got expelled and that the captain had been suspended for incitement. My parents wanted the school board to dismiss the football captain as well, but I told them it was not necessary. In two weeks' time, I was back in school even though I was wearing headgear. My parents wanted me to stop playing football simply because the fractures on my skull had been severe to the point that I needed plates to reattach and for healing. I had no choice but to agree because my head felt too heavy and too painful for me to argue with anything. That was how my parents decided that I would not play football anymore.

Three months passed. I was performing well in my classes. I was in the Drama Club; I played the guitar and was popular with the girls. For a freshman, I was "quite the catch" is how my mean sister put it, and she is the specialist of making understatements. I still felt something was missing. Moreover, that thing was football. I used to watch the football from the stands. The captain was back in the team, and he used to meet my stare. One time he came around to offer a hand, and I almost shook it.

Spring break went by first, and I was back in school for my sophomore year of high school. I had grown by nearly five inches. I was the same height as my father, 6'4'' and with this, I planned to get into the football team. On the first day of my sophomore year, when the people were practicing I joined in and did all the sessions. I had the heart and the passion. My sister had already graduated, and so no one could tell me on my parents. I bulked up real quick and in two weeks' time I had become bulked up. Mom was delighted I was eating all the food in the house. I drove myself to school, and I made sure I was doing well in my academics so that they had no suspicion.

One day I came home to find my father on the porch, reading a newspaper. He invited me to sit with me. A minute later, he said, "So you're playing again." He said it in a monotone. I was silent for what felt like an eternity. "How did you know?" I finally managed. My dad looked at me through his glasses halfway down his nose. "Come on. Look at you son. It's like you want to audition to be the next Captain America." We talked a little bit more and then that was that. I was good to continue playing though they insisted I always wear headgear. I still play football up to now but am done with the headgear.