Pre-Story
Before you start reading, there may be some minor language. I will be posting a kid-friendly version after posting the real one. The only bad word will be the "C" word.
Story
I was taking yet another stroll in Daisy's garden. It's been one third of an year since I first joined a website I posted my days to. Today, I'm gonna take this easy. Maybe play some soccer, wall ball, foot ball, never mind about foot ball. Lately at school, people were getting injured. Just yesterday, my friend twisted his ankle. Ouch. Maybe baseball, dodge ball. Almost-everything ball. My favorite is wall ball. It improved my catching ever since I heard of it. I bounce it during recess and after I get dropped off the bus. My bus stop is a bit far away from my house. Sometimes I might bounce it up and down or throw it up in the air then back into my hand.
My smart phone rang and pulled it out of my pocket. Mike called. I pressed the "answer" button.
"Hello?" I said.
"Hey Tas, wanna go meet at the brick wall in the park?" Mike asked.
"Sure, let me get my tennis ball." I replied. I hit the "end call" button and put the phone back in my pocket. I pulled out my tennis ball and went to the park.
For the people who wants to be an adult eagerly, you may be asking "why would you want to go to the park?" To answer that question, it's because I wanna live younger than I am. I'm not willing to be an adult. Actually, I'm terrified. I don't know what's gonna happen in the future. All I know is what happened in the past and right now! I even know now that gonna is a word now! Before, it wasn't when I was like 12 years old. Now I'm 16 and listen to me, I'm still a kid! That's the kind of person I am.
I threw the tennis ball at the brick wall. It bounced off and went into Mike's hand. It bounced off the wall and it hit my head.
"Crap." I said, dazed. I ran to the wall and touched it before the ball did. I zoomed to it but the ball went faster, though. Since I was closer to the wall, I had a chance to beat it. Mike sighed.
"This sure brings back memories." Mike said.
"Yeah, remember the first time we played this?" I asked.
Flashback!
I saw some kids playing this game with a brick wall and a ball. They bounced the ball off the wall and they caught it. Some ran to the wall after they dropped the ball. Me and Mike thought it looked interesting. We walked up and asked if we can play. They laughed and said okay. One of them explained the rules and I completely understood them. Mike did, too. I began with the ball. I threw it at the wall and it bounced back. I went to get it again but it bounced off my hands. I ran to the wall but I was too slow. The ball hit it first. Then I heard Mike say my name loudly. I ran to him and he said this is fun. He also said we should do this everyday once we get a tennis ball.
I sighed. I saw Mike wasn't in front of me anymore.
"Was that a real shout or a flashback shout?" I'm asking you readers.