by clevelandboyz216 on Mon Oct 09, 2006 2:00 pm
Travis woke up the next morning and saw his grandparents there. He lived with them since he was 5, because his dad left and his mom was in prison. He was ready to go home and he was happy about it. ''Since their letting me go home so early, will I be able to play?'' Travis asked his grandmother. ''I dont know, we'll see how you feel'' she replied. The next few days Travis just layed around and did nothing. He was certain he coulden't play, as the game was only 2 days away. The only thing he could think about was how the man shooting him took away his dream, and how he would take away his life as soon as he got better. Travis was sleeping and woke up to a big suprise. LeBron James was standing next to him. He was Travis' favorite player since he lives in Cleveland. Travis' grandmother walked in the room, and she was just happy to see a smile on her grandsons face. She went through a lot of trouble getting LeBron there. ''So I hear you can hoop'' says James. ''Uh... Y-, yeah.'' Travis stammered. 'Well since I cant play you one on one, you got a tape or something I can watch to see your game?" Travis' grandmother put the tape in. ''Oooh! You got skills kid. Im going to come back in about a week when you are better, and me and you is gonna play one on one and I'll see what you can do'' James said, leaving the room.