The Teammate That Left early

It was my freshmen year in high school and my frriend and I were trying out for our soccer team.  The try-outs went great and we both made the team, then practice came along.  It was only the second day of the soccer season and we were doing just great.  But after practice my life would change for ever.  After practice my friend Andrew was late for a jazz concert at the school.  He hurried home and tried to get to school on time.  On his way back to school he was hit and killed by a on coming truck.  It was the worse news a team could get.  After that day we went out and played the game we all loved much harder.  We werent just playing for ourselfs, we were playing for a friend, a teamamte.  That is The Teammate That Left Early.

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