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One nice october morning my brothers and I were waiting on the bus to come so we could go to school. My big brother alex randomly shouted out “I’m bored!” The rest of us nodded our heads in agreement. I got up and walked around the junkyard we called our bus stop. I skipped over to the metal pile. I saw something to shiny to be in a junkyard. I called for my brothers and they came running. I picked up the shiny thing and it turned out to be a golf club. I started swinging it around. “Let me try something with it”asked my eger brother alex. I gave him the golf club and he told me to get something to hit like a golf ball. I found a deodorant can. I gave him the can. “Stand back!” he yelled. I stepped back to watch as be did to practice swings …show more content…
“You should step back” I said. My brother Alex looked at what was going on and said the same thing.Of course being my stupid little brother he stayed in the same place. Alex went to swing and when he pulled the gulf club up in the air I heard a thump. I looked over to where the golf club was in the air and just like I thought my little brother had got hit. Unlike my expectation for him to have a little brose he had a giant hole in his head and it was bleeding. Cory saw what was going on and told alex to call mom. Alex reminded him he was grounded. I noticed we had a naber not too far from where we were.I just started running. I heard my brothers shouting after me. I made it to the door. I motioned for my brothers to follow. They came running keith on alex’s back.I knocked five times. An old lady maybe late forties opened the door she asked “what can i do for you sweetheart”. I was still in a little shock i couldn't speak my brother cory ran up and said”our little brother is hurt and we were wondering if you could please help us” I was almost in tears cory saw this and hugged me. Alex ran up Right after. The lady let us inside. I just sat next to keith after alex set him down. The lady handed cory the phone “whats moms

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