
The adrenalin and fear run through me as I race down the big hill with my opponent neck to neck with me (my brother) with the last chocolate egg its all or nothing. We were both almost there.... there was about five strides and counting by now we had both picked up so much speed by now that nether of us knew how we were going to stop but that didn`t matter all it mattered about was who got the last egg. I was about three strides from that egg about one half of a stride ahead of my brother and that's where it all went wrong. I was to busy looking at the egg that I haden`t seen the little stump that was just barley sticking out of the ground Well I`m sure that you can guess what happened then yep that`s right it was all dirt, rocks and, sky. Yep I went down in flames oh boy what a crash. I kept on rolling right past the egg I looked at the egg as I went barreling by and watched my brother pick it up. Later after I climbed back up the hill I watched my brother show the last egg off in front of all our cousins I walked in the door and everybody looked at me and kind of joked around and aid things like "Brody this is Easter diner you should be dressed nicer shheesh" and "Nice fall long legs."
