Pete Rose (a Short Story)

 

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 Her skin felt so warm against his as he awoken early on that Monday morning, so early in fact that the sun would not be up for many more hours to come. However it was hard for him to sleep as he felt a lump in his throat, a common rationality as he suffered from panic attacks on a regular basis. The air conditioner turned on even though the room already felt cold with the fan on high and the minimal blankets he had to his adavantage. He sat up in bed and aimlessly tried to adjust his eyes across the darkly lit room, wishing he was still asleep but knowing now that he had woke up it was bound to not happen. He looked to his side and saw the love of his life sleeping beside him so at peace as if she must  be experiencing the greatest dream one can experience and he longed to know what was going on in her head at the moment. It was times like these when his mind really got to racing and he soon knew he would find himself trapped within some deep and sometimes unconventional thoughts. He laid back down and prayed that he could just catch a few more hours of sleep but no  matter how much he tried he couldn't stop the soon to come thoughts that were approaching his mind at a vastly high speed. The agenda this time around had to do with baseball specifically a former player by the name of Pete Rose. Pete Rose played baseball way before his time but he knew so much about him, such as all the records the man held in the sport yet he was ostracized by Major League Baseball due to bad habits. The man was a gambler and because of it he would live the rest of his life in misery as he was beaten left and right by those for something that in all honesty was stupid. However on this night the more our main character got to thinking, the more the story of Pete Rose got to him. He thought about all the conflict in his life to the point he had reached, and he thought about all the others around him who may have had conflict in some point of there life whether that was an often occurrence or not. He thought long and hard about his life to this point, he had lost his mom at the age of 15, he didn't know his real father, and sometimes shit didn't pan out the way he always wanted it to. But as he looked to the most beautiful women sitting beside him he realized that no matter how hard someone's life may be and no matter how much pain or misery they go trough, they should never take for granted what they have. He realized he must cherish every moment he is given for he may not be loved by everyone but unlike Pete Rose at least he wasn't someone that everyone hated. 


The End. 

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