Personal Narrative Essay: Kicking A Soccer Ball

It was a pretty hot day almost 90 degrees outside in the month of June, the sun is out, people are getting burned to death, and they are differently staying indoors. But not my friends and I, Axel, Benji, Jovanny, Abraham. We were really bored. So we decided that we should just walk around the neighborhood. But we weren't just gonna walk and talk we were thinking of bringing a soccer ball with us and just passing the ball since there's five of us.
So as we were passing the ball we were just talking. “Oh my god, why is it so hot!!!” Jovanny said. “ Because I'm here,” I said. “ Bruh it got cold when you were coming,” he said. I was just laughing and chasing him with the ball and trying to throw it at him. But as I threw the ball he caught it with his left leg and kicked it so hard it went fast but my friend caught it. Luckily he plays goalkeeper. If he would've not caught it would have hit a car. “ yo you need to chill “ said Axle.

My friend had the ball on one side, I was on the other but in front of a house. So he kicked the ball, it was too fast, too high, and too hard. As it passed me I straight up new that it was going to hit the house behind me, I didn't want to look back. When I heard the glass shatter my heart dropped. We all ran fast as we can but the road was too long we not fast enough before the Old lady that owns the place coming out and say “ Hey you're paying for that!!!!” “ I’ll find you!!!’’ she said. We stopped, we were all looking at each other and walked back to the house. “ I'm not paying just saying.”Benji. me neither, me neither, same, yeah,” all of us said. As we approached the old lady I asked: “ how much is it”. “500 dollars.” She said. Everyone's mouth dropped. There is no way a little window would cost that much. At this point, we knew we were