Billy Essay

876 WordsMar 2, 20144 Pages
Out of the corner of my eye I had seen a defender heading in my direction. I was airborne when he struck my body. As I fell to the field my body crumpled into a diminutive ball. It all felt unreal to me. I’ve seen injuries like this on TV. I never really let it go through my mind that this would happen to me. “You’re broken”, I had told myself. After that moment, I can remember very little about what happened. I can’t even remember the name of my own murderer without someone telling it to me, let alone make out his face. I remember the stadium grew quiet after I had fallen. It’s good to know that everyone was respectful of my death. I remember my best friend, Billy, being the first to rush over to the spot where I remained stationary. The rest of my team followed shortly behind. Disquietude then fell upon me when everyone around me dissipated. Billy and the medical directors stuck around though. As Billy locked eyes with me I spotted tears run down the side of his face. Under his breath he softly spoke, “I can’t lose you now man.” It was, obviously, hard for him to get any words. It’s times like this when you wish you could talk. I’d tell him, “everything is going to be alright and that we’ll meet up again someday.” I wouldn’t be able to get away from him if I tried. The medical directors we talking to me but I couldn’t hear a word they were saying. As Billy fled the scene, I remembered all the times we had together as kids. I came to realize what a great life I have had. I began to accept the thought of death. It’s funny how things work! Billy was one of the best people you could meet. Billy would always there for you. He was a very diffident individual and could be a little dogmatic at times, but a great person overall. Billy and I both grew up in Greeneville, South Carolina. Coincidentally, we both lived on Epson Street as

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