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Well I'm kinda of new at thing so no hate, please! But I know there is going to be a lot of miss spelling and wording. Sorry
~Future Soccer Player
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<Kyra pov.>
Hey my name is Kyra I'm 17 years old. I live in California. My only love is for soccer. I have been living here sense I was 5. My dad says that I was born to play soccer. Soccer is the only thing I have left of my dad.
*FLASHBACK*
"Hey daddy?" I asked my dad
"Yes baby girl"? My father replied
"Could we go out for pizza?" I asked
"Sure lets go" I nodded, I got my shoes, my new jacket on, cause it's was raining really hard out. When we got into the car, I had to grab my animal cause I hated storms.
"Baby girl, don't forget to put on your seat belt" I nodded in reply
"Okay good girl" I replied with a thanks.
About 10 minutes down the road we came to a green light, I saw that my dad didn't have a seat belt on, but I didn't think of anything cause he always gets mad when I ask him to put it on. My dad looked back at me and said "Kyra I know you are only 12 but I need you to keep doing what you love and never stop even if people stand in your way, don't let anything or someone stop you from playing, okay?"
"Okay daddy" I nodded
"I love you baby girl" my dad said looking scared
"I love you too daddy, but u see me all the time wh...." That's all that I could say before the car went side ways. I couldn't just believe what happen, but I all I could say was "daddy?! Are you okay..?!" Before blacking out
~3 days later~
I woke up with a white ceiling, so I shut my eyes. I opening them back up only to see my mom is the chair next to me with a lot of tubes and needles put up to my body.
"Mommy?!" I yelled
My mom looked at me with her red crying eyes and pushed on the button on the bed. She then ran out of the room, I don't know why she did but I could do was think about why I was in here. I started to cry my eyes out.
Then the doctor walked in and asked me if I was doing okay..I then nodded and I asked one important question. "Where is my dad, is he okay?" I doctor then looked at me with sadness in his eyes and said "I'm really sorry, but your dad he didn't make it"
The only thing I could remember was crying my eyes out and going back to sleep.
*END OF FLASHBACK*
So now I'm still playing soccer, I only have a few good friends in high school but I have lose some since the the first year of freshman, but I'm now a senior so I don't really care anymore about those people. But I can't wait until soccer season, talk to you soon.
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Okay? So how did you like my first part, I don't know about it yet. But oh well keep on comment.
~Future Soccer Player
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