Personal Narrative: My First Experience In The United States

“One is never afraid of the unknown; one is afraid of the known coming to an end”. I am living my first experience in the United States; however, is not my first experience in a new country. I have already passed trough all the feelings of meeting new people, miss home, and adapt myself to my new culture; but, there is one thing that I have clear, being afraid of something that I do not now is like crying for something that still not happened; nobody is going to hit as hard as life, after all, is not about how hard I hit, is about how hard I can get hit and keep moving forward.
My story began 6 months ago, I was called to do a soccer tryout, with the chance to earn a spot and a scholarship to play Soccer in United States. I do not know how often those things happen, but for me it was like a dream coming true. After talking with a few coaches, Zach Mills, our coach, gave me the opportunity to come here. I was not sure of, where I was going, or what I was going to find, nevertheless I trust in his word, and he brought me to a great place. I do not regret any choice that I took in the pass, because every step that I took before make me who I am today.
I was in much better shape and ready for the soccer season. Unfortunately, an injury took me off the field in the fourth game and it was nothing that I could do about it. Again, the things do not always happen how, I would like. I have been working even harder now trying to rehabilitate my injury. I have worked hard to maintain good grades during all this time, and trying to be focus in the things that I can