Soccer camp was a great, but terrifying experience for me. Just as I was around eight years old and starting soccer, my mom wanted to get me off her hands, so she thought that it would be a good idea to send me off to soccer camp. The entire thing lasted a week, and you had to wake up early, and leave around 3:00. It was painful, and to make it even worse the sun seemed to scorch your back, so at break time everyone hid underneath the bleachers, away from the sun, in hopes of cooling off.
At soccer camp it seemed like I was the youngest one. I had curly brown hair that was finely pulled back into a ponytail. I was terrified, my mom left me with a bunch of strangers, and I was left to survive on my own. I’m a fast learned, so I had no
At soccer camp it seemed like I was the youngest one. I had curly brown hair that was finely pulled back into a ponytail. I was terrified, my mom left me with a bunch of strangers, and I was left to survive on my own. I’m a fast learned, so I had no