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Goal!

I could feel the heat from the sun beating on my forehead. This was it. I finally had the chance to prove to my team that I am better than they think. The field was wet, but I had no time to worry. I was faking left, then going right. I wove my way around the other players. Finally, I found myself right in front of the net. Everything was in slow motion. My heart was pounding. I had no time to aim, so I lifted my foot. As soon as my leg went forward, everything came out of slow motion. I watched the ball fly, praying it wouldn’t miss the net. It flew to the top right corner of the net, the ball just missing the tip of the goalie’s fingers. I did it. I made a goal! The WINNING goal! Before I knew it, the whole team was lifting me, chanting my name. I couldn’t believe it.

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