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I stand there anxiously, squeezing my bat with my hands.
I can feel myself shaking. One pitch after another . . . Strike one! Strike two! I can do this. Deep breaths . . . inhale . . . exhale. “C’mon number eight!” Eight innings, two outs, tied game. I see the pitch coming really fast . . . inside maybe? Yes, my favorite!!!! Chicka BOOM! Homerun. |
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The editors enjoyed the work's quiet, internal monologue interspersed with external input, cataloging a few brief moments in one softball player's mind. Jessica is an 11th grade student at Regina High School.