Hearing only the sound of my heart beat racing fast as a cheetah moves on the silents of the woods. I had known I was in trouble but had to prove myself! hiding behind the tall, thick trees looking left to right. As my breathing got louder and louder I try to stay still. Crack! I hear the branch cut in half , goosebumps going up my spine, get ready to aim making sure the colorful balls of paint were ready to splash all over my target. As I fell my brain thinking of a strategy to move “swish”! I had hit my brother right in the chest.