love football ⚽

This story begins In 2015, when I was studying in class five, I was very interested in studies. Apart from studies, I used to play very little. But suddenly my life changed. I spent some days I used to feel sad. One day, an uncle from my area called me and said, "You are making me sad." I told him that I felt alone. Then my uncle said, "Come with me, don't be sad." I am with you. From today onwards, you will come to the field with me in the afternoon and we will play with each other. I then said, "Okay, uncle." That afternoon, I left the house without telling my mother and went to the field to play with my aunt.There, no one agreed to let me play because I was small, because everyone there was older than me. Then my uncle said, "What's going on, he's small, he'll play with us from today." Then I went onto the field, and my I like to play. I played very well that day but my feeling of pleasure did not last long. After I came home, my mother beat me a lot on the field without my permission. But even after I was beaten, I was very happy because I think I got the most precious gift of my life by going to the field. Since then, I started playing football on the field. My father was a sports lover. He was very happy to see my love for the game.But suddenly one day, that joy turned into tears. Even though I was young, my older brothers and uncles in my area would see me playing and play with them. That day was Friday. After prayers, my mother locked me in the room and made me sleep. Said. That day my local team was playing against an outside team. My mother found out about it and did this to stop me. But my mind was on the playground. I would play in the tin roof of my house. And in the playground Nami. I played very well, so they played me as a midfielder. Towards the end of the game, suddenly an opposing player hit me so hard that my head cracked and I fell to the ground.Waiting for the next part to read the completed story.