Tuesday, September 8, 2015
My Special Place
The warm sun shines down on my face as I look at the acres of green grass surrounding me. This was my special place. A place where I can relax without a care in the world, and do what I love doing the most. Out of all the sports I played growing up, soccer has always been my passion. The feeling that I get when I hear the ball hit the back of the net is indescribable. The soccer field is the main place I like to go to when I'm stressed out or nervous about something. Sometimes I set up goals to practice shooting at, or sometimes I just work on my juggling and dribbling skills. As long as I have a soccer ball in front of my feet, I could spend hours at the field, trying to improve and learn new things. This special place means so much to me, because I practically grew up here. I would be at the soccer fields at least three times a week, whether it was for practices or for a game. I know that once I'm at the fields, all my problems go away.
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