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Personal Narrative Essay: Dad They Are Giving Autographs !

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“Dad they are giving autographs! Can we stay for them PLEASE!?!”
“Sure thing!! I want to stay for autographs too!!!! I mean who wouldn’t?” I screamed, “CRISTEL!!!!!!!!!!!!” as loud as I possibly can so I know she can hear me. She scored an amazing goal at the end of the game. As she was signing other girls down the row my mind drifted back to the game when,Carli Lloyd sent in a perfect cross, Cristel Dunn’s head and the ball met and it went into the goal. As it went into the goal Cristel and the goalie collided and the Haiti goalie fell on top of Cristel. But she knew she had scored so in my mind she didn’t care that she had just got trampled by a girl twice the size as her. The crowd went crazy!!! Oh My Gosh I just said Cristel
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