October 5th. The day of tryouts I was very nervous and scared if I was going to embarrass myself again like the year before. But I didn't let fear get the best of me. It was time to make some goals, I made the majority of them and I left the girls who made fun of me, speechless. I so badly wanted to say "In your face b****es!!!" But I let my kicks do the talking. The boys were also impressed and were saying nice things. The next day, I looked at the list of those who made the team, my name was not on there. My heart literally shattered to a million pieces, I felt like sobbing right there, in the middle of the hallway. As if the world ended.
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The Beautiful Game of Soccer
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