I miss the summer days being with my brothers on the stressful days. The days of that be the most stressful ends up being the best day. usually those days we just take the timeout early in the day to just get away from the city and go to a secret location just to do what we do. ATV's sit pool side and get in the pool, just to be in the nature with just the trees, the birds, dirt road, and a lot of land. will be out there all day drinking talking and cooking on the grill. We have so much fun we don't even pay attention to our phones half the time. The best parts to me and just going on our rides. just us and the dirt road. living for the speed and the cool breeze the flow through my shirt. The energy flowing through my body coming from my bike as I shift the gears. Sometimes after I change gears I press harder on the gas just to pop a wheelie.  just days like these just release so much stress. It feels like nothing else matters but, what all is right there happening in that moment.

My first year of college was a waste. It was somewhere I didn’t want to be and I felt depressed. I was supposed to play basketball but I didn’t because of something that happen for my senior year of high school. So I wasn’t apart of anything or a community it was just me. The feeling of just being alone is the worst feeling ever. All the friends I had there were in a sport I was the only one who didn’t play a sport. It kind of got so bad to the point I had gave up on sports and I had stopped working out and trying to better myself. I always wanted to go home for no reason and I just stayed in my dorm playing my PlayStation because it wasn’t nothing else better to do. I would definitely say that last year was the roughest year for me as a person physically and mentally. I was so glad that Defiance College was still interested in me because initially I was getting recruited by them from my senior year of high school but my dad wanted me to go to Tiffin University.  When I first visited to Defiance College for basketball I already from the jump felt like I was a part of the community. Just the vibe that was coming from everyone who was around me. The basketball team which I am now currently on became my community. I have now been a part of this community for about 6 months and I have way too much love for all my brothers’ every last one of them. I literally spend every single day with all of them. We all eat together, hangout with each other twenty-four seven, not to mention practicing every day. We really don't do anything in particular it just we all just grew so close over the past couple of months to the point we all knew that it’s a brotherhood. Being away at school and with the guys everyday they pretty much like family, the way we look out for one another. It’s hard to feel down or alone because it’s always somebody there to make u laugh or smile and pick you up when you’re down. A community can be a group of people who come together and work together. They also look out for one another and its almost like a family or a brotherhood.

Down four with under a minute to go I kept saying in my head. Its something about those big games that just get my adrenaline running through my body. My  mindset is to get the ball and win this game. Its a rival game in front of the whole school I can't drop the ball. I hear the whistle blow as i get ready to get the ball my hands are shaking and are tingling as I wipe the sweat that was dripping of my palms. I starting dribbling the ball and I look at my teammate Deji who was getting ready to set me pick I come around I look to only see my guy who was guarding me stumble and nobody was in front of me I see the basket clear as day I take my shot and watch it fall through the net in slow motion. The other teammate try to race it up the floor for a quick bucket but missed it as I get the rebound I look at the clock with fifteen seconds left. I counted down in my head and I shot the ball with six seconds left for it to just hit off the front of the rim. Deji jumped sky high to tip it back to me as I grab it again with one second left. I shot the floater with two people in front of me to see it fall threw the net. It was a big weight lifted from my shoulders to see that we won the crowd goes wild and my teammates jumping around full of joy.

As I wake up with a massive headache and the feeling of something stabbing me in my back from the uncomfortable mattress. I stood up barely able to catch my balance almost falling over, scratching my head pacing back and forth trying to remember what the hell happen to me. As I walk around i feel somethings in my pocket. I reach in there to pull everything out one by one. The first thing I pull out is a casino chip from the Caesars Place. The first thing I knew was that I was in Las Vegas in a jail cell. The second thing I find in this pocket is a room key from the same place. I started to have flashbacks of me in a fancy suit walking down to the casino. At the blackjack table I couldn't stop winning. The Third thing I remember pulling out of my pocket was a wristband from a club, I now remember walking downtown with a group of my guys and us walking into the club. the bright neon sign and the loud music had drawn us in and I remember a lot of drinks being pasted around. As I sat in my cell I got to thinking to myself where the hell did the guys go? How did we get separated? The last two things in my pocket left an even bigger question mark on my head, I pulled out a pocket full of one dollar bills and a wedding ring. My mind was completely blown and I couldn't put my finger on last night at all.