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Story in the Summer Week Two

I was at my house with my friend Ben. Ben and I decided to go outside and play basketball. We decided to play horse. It was a close game but I beat Ben in the game even though Ben is a lot better then me at basketball. Ben was really angry because I won by making a shot that I probably I would never make again. 

Ben and I then decided to play a one on one game to twenty-one. I went up twelve to four then Ben started to make a comeback and had the game within four points. I then hit a three in which put me up on Ben fifteen to eight. I eventually one the game twenty-one to seventeen. I was happy because I usually never beat Ben in basketball because he has played it a lot longer then I did. 

Comments

  1. Haha! Well, I am happy that you finally beat Ben at basketball. I like basketball, but I don't play it just because I have never played it and I don't make it just about every single time. I'd rather play any other sport haha. When I play horse/dog with my sister, sometimes, she also makes luck shots and that makes me incredibly angry because she knows that I won't make it and I know my sister could not do that two times in a row!

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  2. Your story is very detailed and has good descriptions of what was happening. I liked it when you had given details of who Ben was and how he knew the game of basketball.

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  3. This will be an argument in the future years. This has happened and usually one of you says you weren't trying or something. I'm happy that you beat Ben. The writing was smooth and detailed.

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  4. Great story. Glad you could finally beat Ben in basketball! You did a great job using details in your post.

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  5. Amazing story, very well written! I think you should join the basketball team.

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  6. Excellent story bro! Loved that you almost beat ben!

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