Hot Dog Trouble
It was summertime. Our dad had just made up hot dogs
for lunch. As I was inside watching TV, Ryan and Aaron were
outside. Ryan was kicking a ball up against a wall, while Aaron
was sitting on the swing eating his hotdog. Ryan, for whatever
reason, decides to kick the ball very hard. As the ball ricochet
off of the wall, he realized that the ball was going to hit him in
the face. He instinctively ducks and the ball missed him. He
noticed that the ball was heading straight for Aaron. Aaron was
about to take a huge bite out of his hot dog, and all of a
sudden, WHAM! He was hit right in the face with the ball. The
bread and meat chunks fell out of his hand and the ketchup and
mustard dripped off of his face. Ryan knew what was coming,
and he ran as fast as he could. Aaron eventually caught up to
him, but before he did anything, our mom came to break up the
fight. As Aaron, Ryan, and our mom walked inside, I started
giggling because the ketchup was still on Aaron’s face. He gave
me a sharp glare as he walked past, and I knew that meant I
should shut up. It’s always a fun story to tell at dinner, and I
laugh every time I hear it.