Personal Narrative: My First Day At Burton Middle School Playing Soccer

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I woke up that morning ready to get out on the field and score some points. When I was young, I loved soccer more than most anything in the world. I sprang out of bed and put on my FC Barcelona jersey. Later on that day I hear “Ring...Ring…Ring.” I picked up the phone and and said, “Hello who is this…” They reply before I can finish talking. So, they say “It’s Ruben and Gregorio, we’re at Burton Middle School playing soccer. Wanna come and run a game. Oh yeah and Adrian is here too.” I reply with, “Sure can I bring Antonio too and I’ll be there.” They reply with “uhh,sure.” I walk down the street to go and get Antonio, he was already outside it was easier to tell him to go to the school with me across the street.When we were going to play

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