Game day for them was like hell for me and now I feel what thousands of girls with athletic boyfriends do. Every bone in my body recoiled, reshattered and slowly renewed as I sat there reliving the moment I was the most scared in my life.
The news and social media posts and updates were just adding to the pain. What felt like a sweet victory and at the end of a successful secondary school journey turned into broken glass as I watched him there with high expectancy. A quick enlivenment as usual , however, he stayed there. His look completely lifeless and some way somehow I found myself hovering over him. I tried my best to stay calm, use my medical knowledge as far as I possibly could but...idk.
I was taken back to the side bench by some person or whatever. My focus in slow motion
