One of my most special days

Like every other, just a day where I could something do. I come to the Park seeing my big sister play since she was always watching me. By standing infront of the fence, my little brother asks me: ,,Can we go play football" ,,yap" As we head going, I see from far away 3 boys playing already but we didn't mind. We distanced ourselves from them and just kept playing. After a while my little brother asked me: ,,Can we play at the bigger one? We can also play with them right? It will be much more fun" ,,fine" As we stayed there I noticed boys my age. And these once, who sat at the bench. One of the footballs rolled away. When I got it, a boy asked: ,,May I?" I immedietly recognized him. Even though he got different hair, a different voice and a different way of talking I noticed him from behind. He didn't talk to me, he talked to a friend of him. And even his name I got pictured, how you write it. He was the boy I used to make fun of. After I got the Ball I waited till he was alone. ,,Weren't we in the same school? In the same class?" He turned around: ,,You are sofie, right?" A bright smile rushed on my face, I laughed and got near. My arm pushed his a bit. ,,I wondered!" He did smile too. While we were playing, he told the boys they should include my little brother too and called him always: ,,little boy" because he didn't know his name. I am thankful, that he talked with me. We will never see us again, or, maybe?