Soccer Ball Paragraph

There are places, or objects that people have a connection to. In my case, it is a soccer ball. A soccer ball can reveal a person’s feelings, emotions, or the way you are. My soccer ball means everything to me because when its bright and colorful, I feel like the happiest guy on Earth. There’s different sizes and colors of soccer balls, the original one is a size five with the colors black and white. Nowadays, professional players use balls with different colors for two reasons. The first reason, because it is easier for them to find the ball. The next reason is because most of the time they are promoting some type of disease like autism, cancer and many other diseases. My soccer ball has beautiful colors, orange and light blue, it is a size …show more content…
Every person that goes to this park, gets to forget about their problems. People forget about the world, they just relax and let the stress go away. There were many people. Some were walking, others running, also there were people doing exercise and also a bunch of guys playing soccer who I joined. Between those guys, there were a couple of girls who had such a beautiful ball. Those girls amazed me. They passed, kicked, and juggled the ball like professionals. It’s like if they were born with those great technical skills. The girls got my attention that I got to the point where I wanted to talk to them. To accomplish that, I had to get close to them. By getting closed to them, I would have been able to know them, and hopefully, try to have a relationship with one of them. They were the most beautiful girls I’ve never seen in my life; Hope Solo or Alex Morgan couldn’t compare to the beauty of those amazing girls. I went back to the park the next day, hoping for them to be there. Unfortunately, they were not there. I got heartbroken, and depressed. But, I went back the next day, and once again they were not there. I was about to give up, to forget about them. But the one day I went back to the park without expecting them to be there, they were there with such a fancy ball. That day, I took my ball to the park; such a beauty of a ball I took. So, knowing it was probably the last time I might see them there, I picked up my …show more content…
She didn’t remember who I was. Destroyed from the inside, and wanting to kill myself, I stopped texting her and cried by myself. It was one of the darkest days of my life. She was probably pretending because otherwise she would have said or commented about a disease she has the day I met her. My thoughts were that “She didn’t like me; she didn’t want something with me.” Hours later, I messaged her once again trying to explain her how and where we met. Time after, I was asking her spontaneous questions about the day we met at the park to see if she was able to remember me, but I failed, she didn’t remember me at