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Aren’t I so lucky to be me. A young 16 year old male with dreams of becoming someone talented one day and believe I can change lives of others who believe that they are talented. I have always dream of becoming a pro baseball player and never stop loving the game. No matter the down falls or the time I thought the game wasnt for me. Until i step up to the plate and did my job. I was a very dangerous hitter at the plate. Pitchers now know they can’t mess up on their pitches or else I’ll make them pay. I believe that one day my talent will be forecast world wide for ppl like me can show they world that dreams that start at the age of 6 or younger can be accomplish thro hard work and sacrifice. I believe that one day that my family who doesnt not support my dream will say to themselves that my son is a great person and I shud have never doubt him. I believe that every ball I crush to the outfield that I will donate kids of cancer so that no one will lose their love one, best friend, or crush to a illness. I want to make a change and that change is growing each day. My name is Josh Marte. I will become a major league pitcher or out fielder and when I do. I will face everything and show everyone that this young talented kid has accomplish his dream.
I been harassing my dad to let me focus on baseball for years now. I love baseball so much that I c no other job I can be doing. I feel like yes it’s a hard job to accomplish but I’m determine to fight for my position even if it takes time. I hope someone c that I have to give up so much for a sport that every kid is dying to play. I may not be Mr. Perfection but I believe I got talent that can grow into something pro. But why does my heart feel crash knowing that I have a chance now but it’s probably the guilt of my father. Sorry dad but one day I’ll make u proud and my kids.
Finally the school year came to an end and summer time has arrive. I can already smell the pool water and feel the wind blowing on me. But what I don’t realize is that I don’t ever get this feeling cuzz it’s just my luck that my dad has to never give me a break. I leave school and 8 days later he puts me into a summer school for advance study’s. I never had a summer vacation in my life. It’s sad but true. And he wonders y I’m a dick sometimes and never call him dad. One more year and I’ll be 18 and my summer will begin just wait cuzz my just my luck will change to enjoyment of life.
Dreams r one of those things that ppl keep telling themselves so they have something to work toward to. In reality hard work is everyone’s dream so they can be able to with stand problems that life throws at them. Ppl dream about being the best but they really r just setting a goal which is good but wat if that dreams isn’t accomplish and that’s wat the biggest problem life throws at u. What do u do when ur dream is crush?
Here I lay waiting for u to come back. As if I was already stupid enough I have to witness u walking out on me like I was some piece of shit. I watch u grow as a person that was so beauitful and sweet but u suddenly change into a monster that leaves there pack for someone million miles away. Now I lay here watch life goes by thinking wat if. I wish I can redo time to fix the times I have hurt u. U have done the more than hurt me u have destroy me. Now I lay here broken and barely alive but in time I shall heal and become whole once again.