ARRRRRGGGGHHH!!!!!!!!
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ARRRRRGGGGHHH!!!!!!!!
ARRRRRGGGGHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Guess what happened? Some of my neighbors biked over (Let's call them Jennie [The mom]; Frank [the dad] Inglebert [the oldest boy {He's in second grade}] Lily [the second child {she's in kindergarten}] and Kathleen [the youngest {she's a toddler}]) and while my mum and dad talked to the parents, us kids (The neighbor's kids, my two youger brothers [let's call them Johnathan {he's in third grade} and Billy {he's in first grade}], and I) had a pretend fight. Predictably, all the younger kids (I'm the oldest) ganged up on me (except for Kathleen, who did not take part). Johnathan was on his bike and had a nerf gun without ammo. Billy, Inglebert, Lily and Kathleen had pool noodles (Kathleen mostly used hers to lightly whack my dad in the face). I was using my light up sword, and my toy bow (from my Halloween costume [I was Artemis, the greek goddess of the hunt and the moon]), though the bow was mostly useless. All the younger kids wanted to play Star Wars and they made me be Venturess (a bad guy). The little kids (minus Kathleen) start attacking me, and I climb up a tree. Lily makes her mom lift her up so she can get up too. Then Johnathan hops off his bike and climbs up, shoves his gun up against me and pretends to shoot. Lily gets down and then Inglebert is climbs up on the other side. He punches me in the face and then I jump down. I start to poke him and he grabs my sword and starts taunting me with it. I yell at him to give it back, so he throws it up into the tree. I jump and grab it and then I try to turn it on, but it doesn't work and it was working five minutes earlier. He broke that sword, which I had paid for with my own money. I run screaming, to my room.
UGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!
(September 6, 2015 - 7:28 am)
*Hugs* I'm sorry, Hermione. Kids can be such a pain. There's really nothing I can say, but let me tell you that you have my sincerest sympathy.
(September 6, 2015 - 11:39 am)