Personal Narrative Essay: Playing A Game Of Soccer

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
My head screamed. I was in 3rd grade and we were playing a game of soccer because we were in our soccer unit on thursday in the gym Ruby, one of my friends was kicking the ball down the gym floor, there was a big group near her, and I went to kick the ball from her to one of my teammates when I went and accidentally kicked her foot instead!! I was in so much pain I held my ankle gritting my teeth, “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” My head screamed, apparently her foot got hurt enough to the point because she told mr. salty (saltzgaber) and he said she was fine, the other team had scored the goal while me and ruby were just standing because both of our feet hurt but at least she could walk on her foot, then our soccer game was done it was time to go back to class. Mr. salty blew the whistle and our teacher mrs.Swartz came to pick us up and was standing right outside the gym doors, we went to
Bob, had came over to us and said “why are you girls sitting here, you can’t sit here you guys have to go play you guys can't sit there the whole recess” “my friend hurt her ankle really bad in the gym while we were playing soccer and she can’t barely walk!” kenzie says “well try walking around the bench until it feels better” he looks at me with sort of a demanding look “ARE YOU KIDDING WALK AROUND THE STUPID BENCH!!!!!!!!!!” my head screamed i was so angry I could of slapped him across the face, but i probably would of got into alot trouble, me and Kenzie exchanged glances shocked “come on he said so I stood up shakily and started limping/hopping around the bench, then he stopped me and said “go play now” so we went to the black fence surrounding the playground not in his view and I leaned on it so I wouldn't have to walk