Towards Athletes
Number 12
Once upon a time, there was an athlete named John. John grew up playing basketball with his dad and ended up on the varisty high school team. John's mother died at a young age so he grew up with his dad by his side. Eventually his dad remarried to a woman with two sons his age. His senior year of high school, his father died of a heart attack on October 12th. Heartbroken, he was left alone with his stepmother and stepbrothers. His stepmother was a lazy bitch and didn't like working so she forced John to work so he could pay for his share of the rent. John had a hard time trying to balance his future in basketball and his obligations with his stepmother. Not only did his stepmother bully him but his stepbrothers did as well. They would pick on him at work by making a mess that he would end up cleaning therefore working longer. His basketball team was doing so well that they made it to the championships. The championship game was scheduled a week before the rent was due and also on a day he was scheduled. If he went to the game he would get fired and not be able to pay his rent, leaving him homeless. He was terribly upset he had to miss his big game because all the scouts were there but he had to work. He had a vision of his dad telling him to risk it and go to the game. He went to the game, won for his team, and ended up with a full ride to his top school, FSU which was far away from his wicked stepmother and brothers. He played basketball for FSU and choice the number 12 for his jersy in memory of his father . He then lived happily ever after.
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