Composition

THE WORST GAME OF HANDBALL

I clearly remember a week before my birthday, actually, my party of 15 years in 2008. I was in a league of handball in the "Sallesianos" against "Centro Educacional de Niterói". My team were worried because all of us were snowed under with work at school so many lost training to study and I even more, to resolve all about my party.
We were already qualified for the semi-finals, but we really wanted to win that game. However, believe it or not, I grabbed a ball and sprained my wrist so I started to feel a bit under the weather, and to make matters worse, my coach didn't let me out because, according to him, I was the best goalkeeper and would stay. And I stayed for a couple more goals and ran down the court. I ended up in hospital with a pain and to my horror I had to plaster. I cried a lot and the doctor asked me if it hurt, I said that isn't. Only I was worried about my exams, then he laughed and sad to me that I were creating a storm in a tea cup and I used to be on cloud nine. To make matters even more worse, my mother reminded me of the party so I started to cry again.
Fortunately I was able to remove it on my party, do some tests, but I couldn't play in the championship that year, and unfortunately we aren't in the finals. With all this I learned that I know how to dance a lot, because I've tried only 1 time the choreography of my party with my arm plaster and I grab very well, of course!