One summer afternoon I went outside to swing. On my way to the swing I saw my brother peeking behind my dad’s car. I ignored my brother and skipped my way to the swing. Once I sat down and started to swing my brother started to approach me.
“What do you want?”
“Not what I want, what you want.”
“What do you mean?”
Right as I said that my eye caught something behind my brothers back, it was dripping water and right away I knew what it was.
“Ahh,” I screamed.
I ran inside and right as I closed the glass door Griffin sprayed it with a water gun. I ran back out the front door thinking I could outsmart him, but there he was standing in front of me. “Let the games begin, I thought.”
Right as I started to sprint he shot me with the water gun over and over again until I was out of sight. As I hid inside the garage I saw something inside a basket. In there were three other water guns. I knew only one of them worked so I grabbed the working water gun and sneaked outside. I very carefully turned on the water and filled up the water gun. Once I turned around my brother had caught my tracks. He sprayed me for who knows how long until I remembered what was in my hand. Behind my back I pumped the water gun and as my brother was laughing, I squirted him right in the face. He screamed my name in anger as I darted for the door. I ran as quick as my legs could take me, right as I was just about to get into the deck my brother squirted me about twenty times in a row. So I ran. He followed me through the garden, between the house, even behind the garage. Then, as he wasn’t looking, I quietly opened the garage door and closed it as quietly as I could. I found the light switch and turned it on. I tiptoed over to my scooter and dragged it over to a bucket of chalk. There, soaking wet, I sat on my scooter well drawing on the garage floor with chalk, but it didn’t last long. After about five minutes of drawing, my brother had found me. The garage could no longer be a hiding place now that it was revealed. I ran past his squirting ray of death and was able to find a new hiding place. Right as I went to hide in the ferns, my brother spotted my neighbor Silas. He ran to the garage and gave Silas a water gun to fill up. Once Silas’ water gun was filled up both of them started looking for me. Silas found me but before he started to shout. I told him to please not tell my brother. But of course he didn’t listen and yelled my brother’s name. I glared at Silas and gave him the evil eye. As I started to see my brother, I ran to find a new spot. As I looked around the front and back yard I had found no new hiding spots. I darted towards the door but my brother had thought fast. I took one small step towards the door but as I did my brother aimed the water gun near my face. I tried to dodge my brother’s wrath of water, but he moved to fast. I was squirted for the last time that day for my mom had gotten into the action. So for the next fifteen minutes I was drying off.