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Published by Laurie Moore, 2019-11-19 21:50:40

The Soccer Night

Personal Narrative

It was summer, and I was waiting for my best
friend, Loghan, to come to my gigantic house. I
was in my room.

I went down stairs to the family room to play on
my Nintendo switch. Then I went up to my room
and on my other Nintendo switch. In about a an
hour I heard a DING DONG at the front door.

I hurried down the stairs LEFT, RIGHT I turned
then I opened the door. Loghan yelled, “You have
a gigantic house. It even has a pool.”

“Do you want to play soccer?” I asked Loghan.
“Yes. Let’s play,” replied Loghan.
“Let me show you the house first,” I said.
After I showed him all around the house, I said,
“Now let’s play.”
We played for a little bit Then we drank some
Gatorade and then played catch.

I threw and caught 1,114 balls and Loghan had
1,111.

Then, my brother came out and so did my dog
Fluffy, so we started playing in a bigger part of the
yard. Then we watched TV. The World Cup was
going to be on in 4 minutes. It was Cristiano
Ronaldo vs Lionel Messi.

Then I thought of playing soccer so we scurried
down the stairs. I slammed the door open. Bang,
bang! The door closed. We wanted to play soccer
so we went to the garage to get the ball.

Me and Loghan started playing a game.Loghan
won the first game. We kept smacking the ball. I
smacked it too far and it went over the fence.

Me and Loghan kept playing soccer games
until Loghan had to leave and go to his house.
Ronoldo won the game on tv.

The next day it snowed a lot. I was really glad
that Loghan came the day before when it was nice
out.


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