Personal Narrative: My Freshman Year

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Freshman year is known to be an intimidating time for most people. Big seniors and juniors walking by you in large hallways and pushing you out of the way. Luckily for me freshman year was remarkably uneventful until my favorite part of the year began. I had been on the varsity tennis team full of boys who seemed like giants to me, and our first match of the season had arrived.
“On three we yell AB”
“Leon! Woo at the end!”
“No! Wait why me?!?!” I knew what was about to occur.
“C’mon Leon! Let’s go!” I was starting to sweat.
“One! Two! Three! AB!” My brain zipped, hoping and praying that it would not happen. Inevitably, I was a fourteen year old boy who was intentionally put into a position to abolish all respect I received from