There once was a guy that always got bullied, because he was bad at all sports. One day I got a idea to go play some basketball with my brother. I started walking to my brothers room to go tell him to go outside.
"Triston do you want to go shoot some hoops?" I asked him
"Sure." Said Triston
We walked outside with are flat basket ball hoping that it would work. Then we wouldn't have to go to the gas station to get it aired up again. I tried to bounce the ball to see if we needed to go to the gas station. Sure enough it bounced up and hit me right in the face. I ran inside of my house to get a ice pack when I tripped over a chair and hit my head again this time only it hurt more.
I was laying there with a big head ache. My mom ran in and grabbed a pillow to rest my head. She also grabbed a ice pack and a towel …show more content…
Every time we play basket ball my brother always tries to make the basket with a trampoline. He is not that good at basketball ether. Out of one-hundred we would get one for shooting and making the hoop.
My brother and I like to play this game. You jump on are little trampoline and try to make a hoop. This game is really hard because in order to make the hoop you have to be good. This game is hard but it is fun trying to make the hoop and then missing it.
My brother went first, he jumped on the trampoline and then tried to make it, he missed though. Next it was my turn, I jumped and jumped to see how I wanted to go, the. I just went and barely missed it. I couldn't believe that I almost made the basket.
I tired for my last time and I was hoping to God that I could make this very last shoot. I griped the ball in my hand looking down at it constitrating. When I ran and bounced on the trampoline I felt like I was flying. I was three feet close to the basket ball rim that I thought I could dunk it. My hands touched the rim of the basket ball hoop and the ball went
"Triston do you want to go shoot some hoops?" I asked him
"Sure." Said Triston
We walked outside with are flat basket ball hoping that it would work. Then we wouldn't have to go to the gas station to get it aired up again. I tried to bounce the ball to see if we needed to go to the gas station. Sure enough it bounced up and hit me right in the face. I ran inside of my house to get a ice pack when I tripped over a chair and hit my head again this time only it hurt more.
I was laying there with a big head ache. My mom ran in and grabbed a pillow to rest my head. She also grabbed a ice pack and a towel …show more content…
Every time we play basket ball my brother always tries to make the basket with a trampoline. He is not that good at basketball ether. Out of one-hundred we would get one for shooting and making the hoop.
My brother and I like to play this game. You jump on are little trampoline and try to make a hoop. This game is really hard because in order to make the hoop you have to be good. This game is hard but it is fun trying to make the hoop and then missing it.
My brother went first, he jumped on the trampoline and then tried to make it, he missed though. Next it was my turn, I jumped and jumped to see how I wanted to go, the. I just went and barely missed it. I couldn't believe that I almost made the basket.
I tired for my last time and I was hoping to God that I could make this very last shoot. I griped the ball in my hand looking down at it constitrating. When I ran and bounced on the trampoline I felt like I was flying. I was three feet close to the basket ball rim that I thought I could dunk it. My hands touched the rim of the basket ball hoop and the ball went