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My name is Carlos and I'm 7 years old. I would like to play soccer when I grow up. I want to be a professional soccer player. My mom encourages me, but my dad doesn't. My dad thinks I'm not going to make it.
“Carlos are you crazy we are poor and we don't have enough money stop dreaming and get to work”.
The next morning my dad woke me up and he told me “Carlos wake up, we're going to the USA.”
That was another of my dreams to come to the usa. When i was already there i went to play with my friends.We were playing soccer. A guy walked up to where we were playing.
Carlos, how would you play would you like to play in a professional soccer team?
Ummmm, I dont know because I live with my parents and we don't have enough money.
Don't worry about the money. I will pay for everything, but with one condition.
What
You have to make it too the team.
And where's the team at.
The team is at Europe.
Ummm okay let me talk to my parents and check what they say.
Okay here's my card call me when u make your decision.
When I was walking home i asked myself “who is that guy? Do i even know him?” When I got home, I told my parents about the guy my mom said no but my dad said yes. He told me he would pay everything, but I have to pay for my flight to Europe. My parents let me, so I called the guy and he siad he would pick me up to take me to the airport for my flight. The next morning he came to pick me up at my house and he took me to the airport. When I went to Europe, we got to go to his house.
Carlos you can stay here while you look for a place to stay in. Carlos tomorrow we have to wake up early because of your tryouts.
Okay and thank you again for your help James.The next morning when i woke up i made myself a coffee. When i got to the tryouts i was nervous the coach was watching me play i had mud all over my body.When my tryouts were over the coach told me sorry carlos but you didn't make it . I was sad, i called my parents my dad was mad but my mom said there always a second chance. They gave me second chance this time I wasn't nervous i said this is my one and only chance I have. When tryouts were over the coach told me sorry Carlos but this time you did make it. I was happy that i hugged the coach. I said GOAL… My Dreams Begin
THE END

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I wrote this story because i want my dream to become true like carlos in the strory.