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Today was first day, a new day to finally show how worthy I am of playing baseball. Today is my first practice and I need to be excellent. I need to get my rest so I can perform At my top. "I should hit the hay". I said grumpy, " I need all the energy I can get. Sullivan then proceeded to take a tremendously delightful nap. This sort of dream was kind of off.

I dreamed of my cherished team, the Savannah Bananas. I dreamed that it was my birthday and we all celebrated and we all had fantastic fun. I woke up to the cacophony of my sister yelling at me all in my blond hair to get ready for practice. I slipped my favorite outfit even if I have a bad countenance I will prove them with my expertise on baseball. I slip them on and we head on 

out to a challenging practice.

Then I realized that we were stuck in traffic. This rigorous day couldn't get any worse

This was getting bad There was tons of traffic and this rigorous day couldn't get any worse. We sit in the clumpy rigid brown seat and sat there for 30 minutes when I looked at the directions they seem kind of odd, I say " Where are we going". " This new place" said my dad. " kind of odd". When I look up ahead I see the sign of a lifetime.

The Towering head of the Savannah Banana golden logo. I was on cloud nine. My dad confused stepped out of the car and then.'' BOOM" the loud crack startled us we tried to see what it was and then. We saw as the magnificent firework shined bright like diamond." Happy Birthday" People shrieked. It was his baseball team that planned to celebrate at the park. Then Something big happened.

A vast box awaited Sullivan that was bigger than him because he was so diminutive.

The whole team played wiffle ball, a home run derby, and Sullivan's favorite  moon ball. In the end it was time to finally open it. He wondered why it was so big it was oddly strange when he finally opened it, his jaw dropped.