By Cole Henry
Zlatan Zlatan Ibrahimovic. That was the name. It was chanted throughout the crowd It was a big day for him He was on the soccer team of Paris. First game of the season, first Game of his career Butterflies. They fluttered throughout his stomach, letting him know what was happening He walked onto the field trembling He was nervous and uneasy He didn’t know how he would perform Decent, good, bad, he didn’t know What if he missed an open net. What if he was sent off. He was breathing hard. The pressure was flowing through the stadium, you could cut the tension with a knife Zlatan took his position and heard the piercing sound of the whistle, to start the game Everything was slow motion, Like part of a movie The ball rolled back and forth, From player to player Before he knew it, he was away Running toward the goal, the ball at his feet Struck with the laces of the shoe, With force and accuracy. Goal. http://vocaroo.com/i/s1xA3oU3KwV0
Six Years Ago I wish I was six again I remember our hour long recesses The days we did nothing but play It was all fun and games I could re-learn the ABC's, I would try to have good handwriting After school, "Can you stay and play?" "Sure, I have nothing to do." No homework, no practice, no projects or games I would go home at 8, tired from playing; An beg to stay up later I could wake up at 7:30, without an alarm Take all the time in the world to get dressed and brush my teeth My clothes or hair didn’t matter, for no one would judge I could stop at Wendy's every day before school I could arrive at 8:40 and still be there on time If only I were six again http://vocaroo.com/i/s0aK4hK3MaIj
The Dream 14th of November Twas' a cold, dark night The wind blew with force Tearing through windows and doors The humans locked up, before going to bed "Stupid," I thought "If only they knew" I slither down the street They can't even see me None the less suspect me for doing anything wrong We would have it all to ourselves, My brethren and I would reclaim our territory We'd been planning for months There's no way they could know, About our planning an plotting I went straight through the door, leaving no mark As I slithered along the wooden floor of the house, I heard a click BOOM! I fell off my bed Sometimes I had the strangest dreams http://vocaroo.com/i/s19dvhgCvaKf
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