One summer night Devon Call and I were invited to sleep over at Josh Smith’s house. Around 10 o’clock, we got bored and decided to wonder around the nearby orchards. As we walked to the edge of the Lunsford’s orchard, we could see into the Juskie’s backyard. David Juskie, Mike Juskie, and a Russian exchange student were camping in the backyard, and had a small fire burning.
In an effort to be funny, Devon, Josh, and I decided to throw pebbles into the Juskie’s backyard to see if we could scare the campers. We did a pretty good job, because after about 2 minutes, David Juskie said, “What was that? I heard something over by our tent.” Abruptly, the campers started to whisper, and then all three of them went inside the house.
Devon Call decided to sneak over by their tent so that he could really scare them, when they came out of the house. As Devon walked into their backyard, Art Juskie (the father) swung the backdoor open and jumped off the back porch screaming, “David get the gun.” Devon took off running with Art Juskie right behind him. The Russian exchange student ran behind Art, and then he stopped, looked at me, and then yelled, “I found one over here.” Like a frightened rabbit, I jumped up and started running through the orchard with the Russian hot on my heels. Suddenly, the Russian tripped me from behind. I rolled a few times, picked up a large stick, and smacked the Russian across the leg with the stick. The Russian yelled something out, and grabbed his leg. I got back up and ran to Josh Smith's house. When I got there, Josh was already waiting for me in the front yard. We waited 30 minutes or more for Devon, and then we decided that we had better go and find him. As we walked in the direction of the Juskie’s house, we found Devon walking along the road. We asked him what happened, and he told us that Brother Juskie had taken him in the house and asked him a bunch of questions. Devon told us that he just made up a bunch of fake answers so that we wouldn’t get into trouble. After Brother Juskie decided that Devon was not a true threat, he let him go with the promise that he would never return.
I learned two lessons from this experience. First, if you want to scare a robber, simply yell, “Get the gun!” Second, if you are ever being chased by a Russian exchange student, hit him in the leg with a stick, and he will probably let you go.
In an effort to be funny, Devon, Josh, and I decided to throw pebbles into the Juskie’s backyard to see if we could scare the campers. We did a pretty good job, because after about 2 minutes, David Juskie said, “What was that? I heard something over by our tent.” Abruptly, the campers started to whisper, and then all three of them went inside the house.
Devon Call decided to sneak over by their tent so that he could really scare them, when they came out of the house. As Devon walked into their backyard, Art Juskie (the father) swung the backdoor open and jumped off the back porch screaming, “David get the gun.” Devon took off running with Art Juskie right behind him. The Russian exchange student ran behind Art, and then he stopped, looked at me, and then yelled, “I found one over here.” Like a frightened rabbit, I jumped up and started running through the orchard with the Russian hot on my heels. Suddenly, the Russian tripped me from behind. I rolled a few times, picked up a large stick, and smacked the Russian across the leg with the stick. The Russian yelled something out, and grabbed his leg. I got back up and ran to Josh Smith's house. When I got there, Josh was already waiting for me in the front yard. We waited 30 minutes or more for Devon, and then we decided that we had better go and find him. As we walked in the direction of the Juskie’s house, we found Devon walking along the road. We asked him what happened, and he told us that Brother Juskie had taken him in the house and asked him a bunch of questions. Devon told us that he just made up a bunch of fake answers so that we wouldn’t get into trouble. After Brother Juskie decided that Devon was not a true threat, he let him go with the promise that he would never return.
I learned two lessons from this experience. First, if you want to scare a robber, simply yell, “Get the gun!” Second, if you are ever being chased by a Russian exchange student, hit him in the leg with a stick, and he will probably let you go.
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