I am no skater but give me a chance and I will show you my air walk. I just got off the phone with my boss and thanks to him my Christ air is on another level.
I am in a basketball court waiting for me to shoot the ball. The pressure keeps on attacking me as if I'm in a fight with the world of basketball. So I close my eyes and look around, to my surprise nobody is around so half of the pressure has escaped. I take a deep breath and have confidence in my self and I finally shoot the ball. That is when I realize that I am not in a basketball court I am in the school gym and, if the ball makes it in we win the championship.
I open my eyes and saw that everyone was laughing at me. I looked at the instant replay and the only thing that I shot was an air ball. Soon everybody was looking at me like the flame to my candle was dying on me. Damn now how can I go on with my life and look myself in the mirror, when all I see in it is everything that use to be the old me. I know that this is just a game but, basketball is my first love and if I give up on her I will give up on my self. What am I suppose to do when I see news papers talking about how I missed the shot. I spent days complaining and debating on if I would ever pick up the basketball. You know what I decided that making my self feel so low would never resolve anything but; allow those that want me to give up in life succeed. So I picked up my headphones and the rest of my gear and I went to the basketball court. When I went to the court I saw of the haters laughing at me so I just fazed them out of my mind and worried about one thing. I needed to get my flow back in check, so I took a deep breath and I made most half of all the shots. After that people were starting to congratulate me but I accepted it like it was nothing, all that I cared about was that I got back my original style of playing back.