Personal Narrative: The Day I Able To Come To The United States

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Focus on the right thing I always dreamed about the day I will be able to come to the United States. Everything started at the age of 15 playing a soccer tournament in my country against FC Dallas. I arrived at the stadium and saw a bus arriving at the same time, I wondered who was arriving in such a beautiful bus, it was the FC Dallas soccer team U15. They were all dressed up with the same uniforms wearing head phones and the coaches started to give water bottles to the players, I was amazed because they all looked like a professional team. Drinking water from a bottle something that I did only a couple times in my all life living in my country. My team had barely had enough uniforms for us to play the game and they even had uniforms to get

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