half_empty

After a near death experience thanks to his own mother, Jake Hollander has an adverse reaction to people, baseball, and family. His feeling of abandonment is slowly lost thanks to his foster family, The Atkins. They take him in and change his mind about everything. He becomes more open, better at baseball, and craves for family. Slowly all wishes are granted. 

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**Names, faces, and places aren’t real. A work of fiction. Nonetheless, it is my work of fiction so please don’t post it without permission. *I have used school names that do exist though, but I would like everyone to know that I have no affiliation with them. Nor do my views reflect their views. 

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The Hitting Zone

We arrived back at school and started to unload the bus. Mr. Atkins, who had been at the game, arrived in the parking lot near the same time, and stood outside his car, waiting for us, I suppose. We ambled over with the twins in the lead. 


"Is Zeke not done yet?" Dave frowned, glancing over to the car Zeke drove us in. 


"Nope." Mr. Atkins shook his head. "He's still in the library, testing."


"Ughhh, but I'm hungry." Kyle groaned as he held his stomach.


Noah rolled his eyes. "You didn't even play." He pouted at his dad. "But I did! I played super well too so it should be my turn to pick right?"


Mr. Atkins laughed. "Yea, that sounds about right." He moved around the car to open up the trunk. "Let's load up and go eat. Your mom and Zeke can eat on their own when he finishes."


"Shouldn't Jake be the one to pick lunch?" Kyle asked. "He got one more hit than you did today."


Saturday Night (1)