(short story)

Today my friends and I decided to play soccer. The weather was beautiful outside: the sun was shining brightly, but the wind was cool, so it wasn’t hot. I decided that I would stand on the goal.

We had been playing for a few hours and got so excited that the players started playing to the fullest. The score was 1-1 and someone had to score a goal for one of the teams to win. And here comes a player running at me with a desire to score a goal in our goal. He ran around all the defenders and kicked the ball with all his might. Trying to catch it, I jumped to the right and the ball hit me right in the face!

“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to do it. Did it hit you hard?” my opponent ran up to me excitedly.

“No, it was just a butterfly fluttering on my nose,” I said, covering my bloody nose with my hand.

In the end, my team won.