atmosphere. Energy from the overly hyper teammates filled the bus completely. The yelling and laughter of the teammates overwhelmed my ears and my mind, making it more challenging for me to establish order in my frenzied conscious and trying to focus on the tournament I would eventually face. My thoughts drifted to the dark shadows of my mind.
             My team was called the Tigers, appropriately outfitted in black and orange striped uniforms. The opposing team was called the Crusaders, they were from another division. For as long as I had competed in soccer, my team had easily attained victory after victory in our division. The Crusaders however, were the most phenomenal team I had ever witnessed at my young age of fou
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