My name is Justin.
I’ve been playing soccer since I was 7 years old.
Soccer keeps me sane.
When I’m on the field, I don’t think about anything else.
My parents divorce.
My brother’s addiction.
My best friend’s bruises.
Soccer is my life.
I can’t imagine not being able to play.
That is why I didn’t tell anyone about my leg.
It had been hurting for a while. You get hurt in soccer. I’ll be fine.
The pain didn’t go away.
I couldn’t tell anyone.
I need to be able to play soccer.
I woke up and I couldn’t get out of bed.
My parents rushed me to the hospital.
It was the first time in months that Mom and Dad were in the same room.
The six letter word no kid wants to hear.
I might even lose my leg.
I won’t be playing soccer.