1.The Troll
2.Throwing The Ball At It
3.Breaking It
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” We all roared at my dad, my grandmother gave my father his present, a troll statue, “it’s hideous,” I whispered to my mother, she agreed. “We have to get rid of it,” I softly said. It had a massive round nose, humongous eyes, a triangle shaped head, and a ugly little smile. We knew what we had to do.
The very next morning my mother and I sneakily put the troll on the wall right above the staircase and . . . . a cement floor. I took my bouncy ball and threw it as hard as I could, and the statue went flying down right towards the floor, and. . . . .
IT SMASHED!!! To pieces on the hard ground making a powerful noise, my father came rushing in and saw the ball in my hand and my mother’s hands over her mouth “We were just playing with the ball,” I said “and then Dane’ missed,” my mother whispered. “I never really did like that statue,” he mentioned.
You know, we could have really been in trouble for this one, LOL! Hope your dad doesn't read this :-o
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