Thanksgiving

Nine months ago, it was thanksgiving and me, Josh, and Kevin started to play catch but I didn’t know what was going to happen next.

When we went to play catch. I asked if they wanted to do a contest. I announced “whoever catches ten one handed catches first wins”. The very first throw Josh bobbled it and Kevin snagged it from him. Ten minutes later the score was Kevin 7 Josh 4. Kevin won 7-10.

Kevin asked me if I could catch a punt. Kevin kicked it a little too far and I dove for the ball. Tic, tic, tic, tic, tic, and tic, I had fallen in a thorn bush. I walked up to the deck and asked where was the peroxide. My mom guided it to me and she poured it on my cuts. After that my skin started to bubble. I walked in the living room and my dad asked me why I wasn’t playing catch. I told him what had happened and showed him my cuts. When I held up my shirt ,And then Mama looked over ,and yelled. “Oh Dear Lord, Oh Dear Lord.” I shrieked is it bad. My dad commanded” be quiet” to Mama “Oh okay” she assured. Then, it started to heal and went to go play catch again. It started to get late and I learned to always stay cautious.