It was the grossest thing EVER! It was a mix of tomato sauce and jelly. I had invited Evan over and we decided to experiment with food. We started mixing our favorite foods and so far it was just tomato sauce and jelly. He had chosen tomato sauce and I had chosen jelly. We thought it might end up tasting good because it was all good food. Judging by how bad it smelled and how gross it looked, this was not the best idea. We decided to try it just because we were so curious. When it touched my tongue my muscles suddenly tensed. I felt my nose crinkle as I let out a loud “GROSS!” then spit the mixture out.
“Why did we even try this stuff! It’s terrible!” I asked.
“Even I don’t know what we were thinking! It smells pretty bad too.” We both sat down on my couch and had a laugh attack about how stupid we were.
My house is really old and reeks of dead bugs. Almost everything is made out of wood and there are some nails still sticking out of the floorboards. It is pretty dangerous to walk around my house. There is also a humongous hole in the middle of my dining room. Why, you may ask. Well, it all started like this… My sister and I brought a mini trampoline into the dining room while our parents were away. We were seeing if either of us could jump high enough to touch the chandelier. I know what you’re thinking. Not so smart right? It was my sister’s turn. One bounce, two bounces three bounce, KABOOM! Big drop. I still can’t believe she fell all the way through the floor! Of course that was when we were younger. Now, my sister is going to college and being stupid has become normal for me. Oh, and the nails sticking out of the floorboards, that wasn’t just from old age, that was me too.
I was about five years old and I saw my dad hammering. I wanted to hammer too so I asked my dad, “Can I hammer too?”
His answer was, “No. You’re just too young.”
Just like any five year old would I got frustrated and said, “I’m a big girl! I’m into adults!”
My dad had a motionless face and said, “No.”
I really wanted to hammer so I cried for hours about it. Finally my dad went out grocery shopping. It was my chance. I took the hammer and tried to hit the nails into the floor as my father did. I didn’t exactly know where to put the nails so I just put them in random places not knowing that nails were supposed to nail things together. I put them all over the hallways and in every room. What I forgot was that my mom was still at home. When she saw what I did she freaked out and called my dad. Pretty soon they were both freaking out over the phone together. My dad tried to get all the nails out but it was impossible. I had even put some on the walls.
Now I sit here laughing to death with Evan, and I think I was not so smart to do all those things but at least they give me some good memories. I think, I feel bad for all the people who always listened and weren’t as curious. They have nothing to look back on and laugh about. They have no big holes in their floors or nails sticking out of the floorboard. They don’t have sisters who would be courageous enough to jump on a mini trampoline just to touch a chandelier. Most of all, they don’t have a friend like Even to taste crazy creations with. In the end, I feel lucky to have this life.