I believe that life is about choices, and it’s never too late to make the right ones.
At 15 I was almost arrested for possession. It was my first time ever seeing what marijuana looked like and I was being pressured by my new older friends to smoke. We were pulled over by a cop at 4 a.m. on a Saturday morning for slightly going over the white line on the road. If it wasn’t for my “good luck” that the kid we were with was 18, I probably would’ve been in handcuffs on my way to central booking. Instead I got a ride in the back of a police car to my house, and I conversation with my parents and the officer who dropped me off. All of a sudden I was a horrible child, I was a wolf in sheep’s clothing. I did not understand how all this bad luck could happen to me. My parents yelled and screamed at me and told me that I was no longer their daughter. At 15 that is pretty hard to hear. After that incident I began to fall into a fit of depression, my grades started slipping, and I became so introverted I was losing all my new older friends. All of a sudden I was alone, I felt like every day was a struggle and I started to spiral down at a very alarming rate and I did not know when I was going to hit rock bottom face first. I did not know what to do. I became suicidal and my mother decided it was time for me to see a counselor. My counselor asked me what I enjoy doing, I quickly answered, “Soccer.” I was totally shocked at my answer because my answer was so automated. I haven’t even given playing a second thought since this incident happened. That day I went outside to kick the ball around. I had forgotten what it felt like to play the game. I decided that this was what I was going to hold on to get through this. I started taking club team and high school practices more seriously. I also began to try harder in school. I was so motivated that one day I was going to play at the collegiate level. At the end of my senior year my hard work paid off, my freshman season in college we went to the national tournament.
In review, life is never fair. We are faced with decisions that could dictate how we lead the rest of our lives. But after you make a few wrong turns, it is never too late to get back on the right road.
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