Disappointment It was too late to cry over spilt milk. It was just like any football practice with my friends, Fred, Nathan, Dominic and Sean. It was our routine football practice with my best friends in school. All of us were in the school’s football team and we were competing with a neighbouring school in four weeks time. As such, our coach had insisted on consistent training. That was when tragedy struck. Our faces beaded with perspiration, I was just about to deliver a goal when Fred barrelled into me. An agonizing crack drifted noisily in all directions as my friends stared at my awkward figure sprawled on the football court. It was not long before help arrived. Fate was harsh that day as I had twis...
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