I find my smile in a round ball. I kick it and chase it throughout the halls. On game day my stomach churns but I know I will not fail. No one else is up to my scale. Scoring goals and winning games that is what makes my day a little less lame. This sport reminds me of what I can achieve and all of those who still believe, that I can do anything. Except maybe dance and sing. These people support me through my trials and give me hope, that is what makes me smile. I want to make them proud, this surely makes me happy, I better stop I am becoming kind of sappy.
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