Office by Alex Penny
I'm Branson Wilson. I am an ordinary kid, 11 years old. I play a lot of sports like baseball, soccer, football and basketball. My life is sports. I go to Church every Sunday. My favorite movies are Avatar and Transformers 3. I have a husky named Yukon and 2 golden doodles named Cross and Ruby, a brother named Hudson, two sisters Esther and Basden. Esther is 5 year old hurricane, Basden sweet and sassy, Hudson follows me where ever I go wants to share everything I get, but most of the time he is pretty nice. My favorite band is OneRepublic. I watch Untamed and Uncut on Animal Planet. I have a two story house and share a room with my brother and thankfully have my own bed. I'm on my trampoline constantly and playing baseball every day. I am not on my blog much cause I have so much going on. Well check out some of these stories, you might like them.
It was Tuesday, when the doctor said when I was going to get my stiches out. So at 5:00 in the afternoon I went to the hospital to see when I got my stiches out. My dad met me there when my mom pulled up in the driveway. Every body said Hi, then my mom left me with my dad. We went into the small room in the hospital. My dad said the doctor we were meeting was doctor Faran. The nurse came in and said, “My gosh! He is a miniature blond Corbin!” (Corbin is my dad.) My dad was laughing out loud, and I was smiling holding in laughter. When she told me and my dad I could play baseball the next day, I was overjoyed. Then Dr.Faran talked to my dad what needed to happen with the doctors and their salary.
The next day I had my first game that I was going to play with my stiches in. When I got there my team was in awe when they saw me walk down the sidewalk. “Branson how did you do it? Branson can you really play?!” My team said all at the same time. A guy on the team that we were facing said, “Is Branson really playing with a stiched-up foot?!” The softball team asked the same thing to me. “Oh Branson, are you really playing with a stiched-up foot? Oh Branson, Oh Branson, Oh Branson.” “Will everybody just be quiet!?” I asked wanting to scream. Dead silence, expect for the coaches pitching balls the the players. “Thank you.” I said putting on my batting gloves.
When I was done with batting practice me and Wyatt Allsup were warming up throwing the baseball. Westen Mulqueen asked me if I could go get the catchers gear. My coach overheard what Westen said, so he said, “You go get your catchers gear for two reasons, Branson and Wyatt are playing catch, and you actually have a foot that you can run on.” Coach told me to warm up my pitching. As I finished my warm up pitches the lead hitter came to bat. Raligh Castor. “Okay pitcher, you go.” said the umpire. First pitch… Oh, drilled Raligh in the back. “Hey it’s okay Branson.” says Wyatt Allsup. “Now he can’t cream it to center.” Wyatt said shrugging his shoulders. “Yeah.” I said laughing. “That’s a good way to look at it.”
