A Spring Evening

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This is another story I wrote. I wrote this story when I was in 8th grade for my english class. I wrote this story in 2001 or 2002 (One of the two.). It is about two friends who was playing baseball but something bad happens. I hope you enjoy it!

Submitted: November 06, 2007

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Submitted: November 06, 2007



A Spring Evening




"Hey Dave! Want to hit some baseballs?" asked Josh.

"Sure!" I replied.

It was a beautiful mid spring day, everything was blooming and the scent that came from them would tickle your nose. The sun was bright and warm and it’s ray shown through every cloud. The birds were chirping and their babies were hatching from their nests. The grass was bright green. If you took a look at a cornfield it would look like a big treasure chest was opened when the sun shined on them right. Everything was alive.

"Come on!" said Josh.

"I’m coming!" I said.

A few minutes later Josh was up to bat.

"Watch out Dave". "I’m going to hit that ball to the moon", said Josh. I threw the ball. Josh missed. I started laughing.

"At that rate you’ll never hit it to the moon." I said between laughs.

"Just shut up and throw the ball," said Josh. Josh batted a few more times and then it was my turn to bat.

"Hit the leather off it," said Josh. Josh threw the ball. I missed. "Strike one!" yelled Josh. "Come on Dave! You can do better than that, I’ve seen you at the baseball games. You hit a homer every time you were at bat. Hit that ball," said Josh.

Josh threw the ball again. I missed.

"Strike two!" yelled Josh. I was getting angry. "Today’s not your day. Hit a homer!" said Josh.

I gripped the bat and I focused on the ball. Josh threw the ball. Every muscle in my body went into that swing. I swung with all my might. I hit the ball.

"Home run!" yelled Josh. The ball went up in the air, then the weirdest thing happened. The ball went toward a house.

"Oh no!" I yelled. SMASH! The ball went through a window. "Run!" yelled Josh, as we ran behind a bush. Then somebody came out of the house. It was an old lady. She looked around and then went back inside. By the look on Josh’s face I could tell that he felt as guilty and as badly as I did. There was only one thing to do. Josh and I walked up to the steps of the house and knocked on the door. The old lady came out. "May I help you?" She asked. "Josh and I were hitting some baseballs and we accidentally broke one of your windows and we’re very sorry and we’ll help pay for it," I said nervously.

" That’s all right. Wait right here and I’ll get your ball." (A few minutes later), "Here’s your ball. Why don’t you come in for some milk and cookies," said the old lady.

"We can’t we need to get back home." I said, "But thanks anyway."

"That’s all right said the old lady, you can come over when ever you want. Come back again," said the old lady as she went back inside.

"Whew! That was a close one!" said Josh. "You’re right," I said.

(The next day) Josh and I were out playing baseball again, and Josh was up to bat. "Watch out Dave because I am going to send this ball into orbit!" I threw the ball and Josh hit the ball.

"Oh no!" I said, as the ball broke another window. "Oh no! Not again!" I said. The End!!!


By: Writeroffantasy

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