text:  I would be there lying down in the hole. At that moment, I died. I was buried. But I was sure that every day I would be reborn. Many times I will confess to you, though, that I'd be doing a very cool thing in the game and the boys would start screaming and whistling, giving me the signal to hide. But I would carry on playing. I would rather go in the police car than run away and stop scoring the goal. One person always supported her dreams.