Funny Baseball
My brother and I played baseball in my house. It was not a hard ball, it was a soft ball. So we didn’t have to worry about breaking a window. I was the pitcher and my brother was the batter. At first, he didn’t hit the balls so he got 3 strikes. Then, he hit it very hard and got a homerun. We made a line out of a pencil and then we could know if it was a homerun or not a homerun. There was no winner, because we didn’t keep track of points.
