Personal Narrative: The Day I Left Your Bikes

My mom woke me and my brother up yelling at 10:00 we were confused because our baseball game was canceled because it was raining hard. She said we left our bikes outside at first we didn't get up because we were tired. We didn't believe her also because our older brother said he was going to bring them in because we couldn’t. So then we jumped out of bed to check our bikes to make sure there wasn't any damage to them. We just left our bikes outside because the sun was out and would dry them for us.
So to start the day was bad because our bikes had water everywhere. So after checking them me and my brother went back to our room to go back to sleep. We were about to fall back to sleep and our mom came back in our room yelling again. She
said get in the shower you have your game still and at first we didn't want to get up but it was our championship game and we didn't want to miss that game. So we got up and hopped in the shower. When we got out we couldn’t find our uniform. My mom came in our room and she said they were in dryer. It was 10:55 and the game was starting in 5 minutes we were glad our game was happening two blocks away from our house so we wouldn't be too late.
When we were running to our game I had pushed my little brother in the mud because he was being annoying and I was getting mad. I didn't get in trouble at the time because we didn't want to be late to the last game of the season. During the game my brother was so mad at me because it looked like he duddud in his pants. The game was close it was the last en and the other team was hitting. They had a guy on first and third base and they had their best hitter up we were scared. He gets up to the pat and strike one then foul ball then another foul ball. He squared up his shoulder and our pitcher gave us the sign that it was going to be a fastball then bang. It came right to me and I almost didn't caught the ball because it was coming at me very fast. Everybody was screaming throw the ball because the kid at third was about to touch home base so I threw it as hard as I could. The ball didn't get all they way to home because my hand was hurting from caughting it and I got it to second base and he made it home and we lost all because of me and my team was mad at me.
On the way home my brother was mad at me and he wanted to fight me but then he said we probably lost because of what I did to him. So when we got how we washed and we all decided to go outside and ride our bikes. I was still in my room getting dressed and my brothers went to get our friends and they were all riding their bikes so I grabbed mine and the steering wheel would turn. My coach lived right next to us and she saw I was having problem with my bike and came to help me. She said it just need some oil and then I can go have fun with my friends and brothers. When she was done oiling up my bike I want over where everybody was at.
We were sitting there for awhile and then we decided to race. Right when we decided to race all our friends had to go home. So what we did was me and my brothers raced. My older brother and me gave our little brother a 10 second head start, Then I started and my older brother gave me a 5 second head start. I had caught up to my brother and passed him then my older brother caught up to him and then passed me. When he passed me I tried to caught back up with him and then smack. My bike had fell apart in four different piece and I sledded across the cement. I was covered up in so much bruises.