Personal+Narrative+12

 The Soda Drinking Contest Tssssssssssss fizzed the soda. I was in the lead in my grandpa and mine first annual soda drinking contest. I really was determined to win. The fizz burned my eyes. I really needed to pull the string and take the gold home. If you really focused on how we were drinking our sodas you could really tell that we wanted to win and really needed those bragging rights. It seemed so competitive that we were shoving each other for glass of Mt. Dew! I was on my fifth and final soda. “ This is it... My last soda” I thought to my self. My grandpa caught up -I couldn't believe it! “ Gulp gulp gulp” my soda can rolled and I won. Daahhhaaa! Brayden laughed. I was playing with Brayden when he experienced “ Poop.” Trust me you would risk your life to save Brayden compared to what he did! I was on my way to pick up Brayden and go to the park benches when Bray ( Brayden's nick name) managed to escape my arms and run back to the playground. As Bray was walking to the playground I ran to the other benches and asked Bray " You want some chocolate Bray?" Just trying to get him to get over here away from the park. " He was working hard" Then, Bray said" Ya!" As Bray was walking over to the other benches he THOUGHT a brownish-blackish dot on the ground. Bray picked up the "dot" and looked at it for a second while I was looking at it and you could see that he was gonna eat it. I sprinted to Bray and took it out of his hand and fast as a speeding bullet chucked it into the lake nearby. Besides that moment the party was great!