Personal Narrative: My Experience At The Rape Team

It was currently six o'clock pm on a Sunday night, I was on my way to cheer practice. I have been on the this cheer team since I was four years old. The coach I had was mean, and I hated her. And I didn't like the team I was on. I never felt really safe going to the practices or cheering for the team. So when I got to practice I started stretching, I had to stretch so I wouldn't pull a muscle or break a bone. Then it was time to stunt. I didn’t like stunting because I was the flyer, usually the flyer is the smallest or lightest person on the team but I had to do it anyways. My bases and backspots threw me up in a couple toe touch baskets.
One of the baskets they threw me up in, didn’t go so well. They threw me up and I went forward