Let's see,
Where should I really start?
Any way that I tell this story, I still come out sounding just like the goofball I am...unless of course I make myself sound heroic....
Yesterday, as I made my way out to the garbage cans ( on the side of our garage ) I heard a small voice, SCREAMING for help!! I ( being the very helpful, and tenderhearted soul that I am ) immediately ran towards the voice.
Only to find out that the brutes, were attacking a small child and his puppydog. ( even though it was a stuffed toy the child was beyond comforting, for there, on the street lay all the toy dog's stuffing, strung out by the big bad kids )
So I jumped in to the fight, all to save a small child and his stuffed toy, only after about 7 of the kids were down ( after my sudden onslaught full of rage, and desperation for a puppydog ) was I hit. Strait in the mouth! my lip swelled up and slowly started to bleed. I did not stop though. I only stopped when the child, his puppy, and the small pocketfull of stuffing we could retrieve, were safely back home.
Then I went back into our house, ( after taking care of the garbage of course ) and nursed my injured lip. All's well in Kalebaughville, for another child has been saved by RacheltheGreat.....
NOT
Actually, how it happened was that, I Was taking the garbage out, and when I stepped outside, it was raining so hard, that where the garbage cans go, there was like 2 inches of water in front of them, and I didn't want to soak my shoes, so I just put them in the garage.
While being out in the garage, I realized that I was kind of bored. And realizing that I had already played the Wii for a few hours, played piano, trumpet, computer, and even did my schoolwork :) I spotted a ball, a softball to be more exact. Now softball, being one of my favorite activities struck me as fun, so on account of the limited space in our garage, I just grabbed the ball and started throwing it up in the air. Well, as I did better and better at throwing it, and throwing it at different angles, and bouncing it off a few places I went back to throwing it in the air, and when I looked up to catch it, somehow it hit the ceiling, and came down more quickly than I expected. It hit my right in the mouth ( even my lightning fast juggler reflexes weren't enough to stop it ) :( No pictures are needed because it really isn't that bad, ( even though all my family members walk around our house and grimace when the see me. ( come to think of it I think they do that anyway ) :) just kidding.
actually the only reason you guys don't get a picture is because no one took a picture last night, and amazingly the swelling has gone down a lot, and the bleeding stopped. so it'd be no fun to look at it anyway.
Hope you enjoyed my sufferings.
-Rachel.