Pressure and frustration fill my body. I can feel blood pumping through my veins. The score is 24-23 and Hudson Ben is winning. I turn around, “Back row get ready!” I say. The other server tosses the ball, it’s coming to me.

“I can’t let it drop we’ll loose!” I thought to myself. I could see the ball coming. It dropped perfectly to my hands as I set the ball. “BACK ROW HELP!” I yelled. I could see the ball drop out of the coroner or my eyes. I saw it drop.

We lost. My heart broke in a million pieces. At that moment I was furious, but now I realize I did the best I could and that’s all that matters.