On a hot sunny day in the place of Rio (Brazil). I was playing football with my cousins and friends when a man crest in a black sute it looked like it cost a fortune. He asked us if we whoud like to take part in a football tournament everyone said yes. ” so were is it” I said . He gave me a card on the card it had the address of were we were playing. We was playing against teams that play matches every 2 hours. Ore first team was a team called santos and what happen next was unexplainable we were in the middle of a Mach when I was inside the box near the goal and that defender slid and gave away an penalty. I took 5 steps and then took the hardest kick I could possibly do. It went to the bottom corner of the net.
That was are first match. But when we saw the other teams we had no chance we hardly survived the first match. The teams we were up against we’re beating over teams 5-0
June 24, 2015 at 5:01 pm
Hello Ramarni,
This work builds a sense of mystery well through your attention to detail.
Your autobiography piece, however, should focus on an experience that has happened to you. Ideally, it should be a non-fiction piece where you tell me your story.
Do you have any footballing achievements that you worked hard at?
Write a plan and then show it to me.