“But I didn’t mean to hit it that hard,” I explained to the umpire, waving my hands out in unusual signals to clarify my point. A boy at the age of 10 was lying on the ground next to the boundary, unconscious. While the ball had flown through the air like an aeroplane, I had yelled and screamed, but I was too late. The bowler had gone full pace and I had smacked it so hard that it went straight to the boys forehead. Well, I guess now I thought with a lot of regret, I will be banned from the cricket team.
Hi Cameron! I really enjoyed your story! One thing I really liked about it is that I could actually picture it in my head. Something I think you should watch out for is NTSSWTSW. A.k.a, ( No two sentences start with the same words). Happy writing! – Izzy from Illinois