Zakariyah’s Birthday

Me and Zakariyah woke up at 3:00 to pick up my cousin.Before we went to pick them up my Dad told us were we were going. He said we were going to a paint ball place and I have been wanting to go their every since I`ve been in England. So I was really happy. First we picked up my cousin Tarrelle. Then we picked up my cousin Shak. After Shak we picked up my cousin Anshar. All of us lived close to each other so it wasn`t long. When we were finished picking everyone up we were headed to the paint ball place.

The ride their was one hour away. My Dad was driven a seven seater so we were comfortable. On the ride there I was eating, listening to music and talking to my friends on my phone. Everyone else were talking to each other and eating. Zakariyah was just waiting to get their and talking to everyone else. I thinking what would happen when we got there because I have been wanting to go for so long.

When we finally got there my Dad signed us in so we could put our clothes on. The clothes were a one piece camouflage suit. The clothes were really hard to put on but we eventually put them on. After putting our clothes on my Dad got our guns and our bullets. He bought us one thousand bullets so we could be covered. When we put our bullets in our gun we took a family picture.

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Our team was called the Hall part. We were teamed up with the Lee party. The first place we went to was based on a army field. The object was to take the flag from the middle of the field and take it back to our end. I got shot three times then I got out. the shots hurt really bad. The second round we won and I did `t get hit any times.The second round was just like the first but the third round was like a old Texas town.

We lost the third round but after it we had a lunch break. For lunch I had a chicken sandwich and a soda. After lunch we did the fourth round. The fourth round was in the forest. During that round Zakariyah shot Shak and Shak th aught it was me so he shot me eight times. I fell on the ground and started to cry. I cannot explain the pain I had never been hurt that much in my life. The fourth round was the last one. So we had to put our guns up and bullets. Since Zackariah made me get hit I wanted to get him back I acted like I had no more bullets in my gun but I had one more so I lifted up Zackariah’s pants and shot him close up. After that we put are regular clothes on then my dad came to pick us up.

Published in: on November 9, 2007 at 7:37 pm

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