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Boys Against Girls Kelly Babcock

I cant imagine what Britney and Sami thought when they saw my repulsive backyard or what my brother thought when he saw tree little girls invading his personal space even though it isn’t his. All I know is one thing that my brother was thinking was defend myself so he did

I am Kelly Babcock and I am 5 years old. I have three brothers but this story revolves around two of them and I am going to tell it. But let me tell you more about me. I have long brown hair and I am very tall for my age. I can be very annoying but very loving and my brothers hate it. Now sit back and enjoy the story.

I am so exited for my play date with Britney and Sami because we were going to go to grandma Anne and Grandpa Mells house and get some new toys to play with. Grandma Anne has many wrinkles but that makes her smile even more wonderful. Grandpa Mell’s eyes sparkle when he is near some one he loves. When Britney and Sami got to my house we went to my bedroom through on our shoes and charged out the door to get some toys.

Britney Sami and I waltzed like princesses down the block to grandma Anne and grandpa Mell’s old run down house. We, being little girls, graciously let our self- in and walked strait in to there beautiful backyard with the birds chirping and the freshly cut grass. “Kelly, Britney, Sami!” Some old voices exclaimed. “What a treat to see you girls here!” “Now come right here girls we have something for you.” Grandma Anne exclaimed enthusiastically. We all walked slowly toward them and they handed each of us a toy. I got sparkly crayons, Sami got a beautiful music box and Britney got a cuddly teddy bear. We all said “thank you, thank you, thank you,” then scurried of to play with our gifts.

All three of us ran off arms flailing around with joy. Sami walked in to my backyard with a smile on here face. But Britney and I were terrified when we heard an ear-piercing scream and we ran in to the back yard with horror stricken expressions. Sami was standing there with worms in here music box in her hair, everywhere. Next thing we new worms were flying though the air and pelting on use and on our new toys. It was Ryan my 7-year-old brother. He is older than I am and therefore he has an advantage. We were only 5 and didn’t have anything to defend our-selves with. So we polled out our toys and moved in on him. We didn’t succeed because 3 minutes later my oldest brother Sean came out and he had foam sword with him. He started to help out Ryan by thrashing it at us purposefully missing so we wouldn’t go crying to mommy. They were trying to make us leave. That was how it always turned out and I hated it. It was boy against girls.

The battle carried on for a while longer then we finally surrendered. “ Ha-ha!” Ryan shouted, “We win once again.”

But that wasn’t enough for us girls. We all went to my bedroom and planed a secret attack. The boys wouldn’t expect this from some 5-year-old little girls. We made a plan to get them in to my room and slather make up all over their faces. But we had to find a way to lure them in to my room. We got some cookies and held them out of the door and soon enough the glorious fragrance filled the air and the boys fallowed them like a fish on a hook. Then we brought out the makeup. And that is as different story. But you might as well hear it. We were finished with our evil scheme when my mom walked in. She said she didn’t know what to think when she could hardly see there faces so Britney and Sami had to go home and I had to stay in my room for the rest of the day. But our plan worked and we got our sweet revenge.