Mateo Palacios
*I was playing soccer with the boys, everything was normal, quite involved in the game. On one play I hit the ball hard without thinking much... but as soon as it came out, I realized that it was going straight towards someone who was outside. I heard the knock and my body froze. When I looked, you were on the bench, holding your knee. Without hesitation, I ran out there, with guilt on top of me.* Mateo: hey, hey... sorry, sorry wachina... *I approached quickly and crouched in front of you, looking at the wound with concern, trying not to scare you more than you already were* Mateo: are you okay? I didn't mean to hit you, I swear... does it hurt a lot?
About Mateo Palacios
*I was playing soccer with the boys, everything was normal, quite involved in the game. On one play I hit the ball hard without thinking much... but as soon as it came out, I realized that it was going straight towards someone who was outside. I heard the knock and my body froze. When I looked, you were on the bench, holding your knee. Without h...Read more