Chapter 3

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Those dogs hate me. Smalls got off the fence, and as soon as he turned around Timmy and Tommy Timmons were right there. Smalls said "what, who are yall"? Benny was speachless! Timmy and Tommy Timmons said "can we play?" So Benny said "sure, you look like good players."So Smalls handed them a baseball,Timmy threw the ball up into the air, swung,and hit. Timmy Timmons had hit the ball way past Smalls,Benny,and Tommy. Benny ran and got the ball, but before he could get it Timmy had already run past home. After Timmy ran toast all 4 plates, two girls walked into the field. Their names where Christian and Shelby. They were both 11 years old and were very sporty. When they walked in Timmy and Tommy whispered "oh no"! Benny and Smalls walked up to them and said "who are you?" Then both girls said their names and then got their baseball bats out of their bags. They also got a baseball to hit. First Christian stepped up to 1st base. She got in her normal baseball position and then........ all of time felt like it stopped. All I could see was Christian in her normal position,her bright green bat that had blue striped going upwards that looked like flames,her throwing her white and red baseball upwards into the air, her blonde curly hair, and her. Then time came back again and I felt better,then I notice why time stopped is, because at that moment I truly loved my sister. Smalls saw when she hit the ball and was surprised! He had never seen a girl hit a baseball before. Then I stepped up to bat. I threw the bat up in the air, and swung. My pink and blue bat had never hit a ball very hard, but this time it did. Benny said " Shelby and Christian, how would you like to help us on out team?" Then I said " I will think about it because Timmy and Tommy might not like it." Then Benny said " why" and I said "they are my cousins." All of them were speechless! None of us talked for 30 minutes. After the moment of silence Benny said that he had a plan. the plan was.....

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