Narrative

Slip n’ slide

                “Behave while your father and I are gone.” My mother said to me and my brothers before she and my step dad were leaving to go out. “We will” my brothers and I said simultaneously. “Make sure your brothers don’t misbehave.” My mom said directly to me “I will” I said. My brothers and I watched are parents leave, and waited for a minute or two just to make sure that they didn’t forget something and turned back. As soon as we knew they were gone we looked at each other and ask what we should do.

                “Let’s go across the street and get Shelby and Ethan and see if they want to come over” I said to my brothers. After we got our friends we messed around for about an hour or so we all got bored and we were wondering what to do again. I see my friend Ethan at the refrigerator and I thought that he was just getting something to drink. Next thing I know an ice cube comes flying towards my face, I quickly dodged the ice cube with amazing cat like reflexes. All of a sudden we start having an ice cube war with each other. After about fifteen minutes of the ice cube war we start to clean up the ice cubes. As I’m walking over to pick up an ice cube I slip on a puddle of water that another ice cube had left from melting over time. That’s when it hits me “Let’s put water on the kitchen floor and use it as a slip in slide” I said enthusiastically

                 “There’s no way that’s going to work” Ethan doubtingly said “Just watch me” I said as I turned on the kitchen sink and sprayed water all over the floor with the little hose. I stepped back, took a running start and slid through the kitchen on my knees. “No way” Ethan said ecstatically “Let me run over to my house and get my swimming trunks”

                We continued putting water all over the kitchen floor to make it more and more slippery. I went and slid again and as I’m sliding I realize I’m going right towards the refrigerator, before I can maneuver out of the way of the refrigerator I slam right into it. We get a cushion from the couch and lean it up against the refrigerator so that we don’t hurt ourselves from slamming into the refrigerator. We continue sliding trying to do tricks and seeing how mast we can go for the next hour or two.

                Then the phone rings. I answer it and it’s my mom calling to tell us that they are on their way home and they will be here in twenty minutes. We start to panic a little bit knowing that if we got caught turning the kitchen into a giant slip n’ slide we would be dead, not metaphorically, but literally dead. We rush through the house grabbing all the towels and we start mopping up all the water with the towels only after we soaked up all the water I realize that my parents are going to wonder why all the towels in the house are drenched. We throw all the towels into the dryer for ten minutes to let them dry out while we continued cleaning up the rest of the mess. After the towels dried out somewhat we ran back through the house and put all the towels back were we found them so we don’t rise any suspicions when my parents get back.

                We finally get everything clean again, but then I think to myself that the house is too clean for have my two brothers, my two friends, and I especially when we were home alone for the night. So we quickly make the house a little bit messed up, not enough for us to get in trouble, but just enough that is expected from us. Then we hear the garage door open. We all rush over to the living room and quickly turn on the TV right as my parents walk through the door. They quickly do a little scan of the house looking from left to right, then back left. At this point we are all nervous as can be, but at the same time we are playing it cool as if nothing ever happened. Then my mom look directly at me, and I thought for sure she somehow knew what we did, and then she asked how our night was. My friends, brothers, and I were in such relief that we got away with it, that was until my youngest brother Alex told my parents how much fun he had with making the kitchen into a slip n’ slide and man were we in a lot of trouble.