Senior Night

I didn't think that it was going to be as hard as it was. As they announce my name I walk out the doors hug my team mates and get the gifts that they gave me. Then I go over and hug my coach. My stomach drops. My heart is racing. And now I am crying in front of a crowd of people. I am not crying because this is my last game of volleyball I have. But because of all the memories and how close I have become. I try to hold back the tears but they keep coming out. I look down at a picture that was given to me so that people won't see me cry. But I know that they can tell that I am.
After they announce all of us I pull it together. I know I have a long night of volleyball I have to get focused on. We are playing a team that had already beat us once this year. Us senior girls are determined not to let that happen again. Game one comes along and we don't do so good. We lost. But we knew we are better then they are so we all stay positive. Game two. WE DOMINATE. We are all one cloud nine. Our energy is up and we know we have this in the bag. Game three and four. We win. They were good games and I am proud we won.
When we get in the locker room I am full of every kind of emotion you can think of. I am happy we won, sad it was our last home game, kinda upset that I struggled that game, and super excited because I had the game winning hit. We all come together after coach is done talking to bring it in. We yell at the top of our long who we are and who we are proud to be DOGS.