Broken
The hot, humid, winter air flowed through my nostrils. The sweet smell and feel of Louisiana weather overwhelmed me as I stepped out of our big suburban. I let the heat swarm over me and just wondered how the weather could be so nice in mid-December. My family and I had taken a car trip down to Louisiana for Christmas and I was already loving everything about it. We had come to a huge family reunion party right before Christmas Eve and I barely knew ¼ of the people there. I looked over at the big white tent connecting to a house and saw all the people standing in there, and all the kids playing in the big field of green grass. As we got closer the smell of barbecue, fresh fruit, buttery hot rolls, and mac and cheese flooded the air and made my
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Everything looked right, and this was turning out to be a better time than I would have thought. I kicked the soccer ball, threw the football, and caught both. I was having so much fun. I took a break and saw my brother and some relatives playing a game with my uncle where my uncle kicked up a regular sized soccer ball and all my cousins would scramble to get it, usually pushing and knocking down others in the process. I went over to see if I could join. After a few tries, I was getting good at it. I was taller than most of them because I was older, so I was getting most of the balls. As I was getting prepared to catch another one, my brother challenged me to see who would get it. “Reed, why are you making a bet you know your going to lose?” I snickered. “Here,” he started, “Whoever gets possession of the ball first gets the bed,” he proclaimed. "Looks like I'm going to get a good sleep tonight!" I teased my brother. He looked pretty mad about that, and got ready to catch it. BOOM! The ball exploded off my uncles foot going high into the air. I ran with my head concentrated on the ball as all the other kids ran after it too. It seemed to be going up in