kevin+Baker's+writing

__My Short Story__ ** The Homerun ** ** //Kevin Baker// ** One bright and sunny day, a boy named Chris Thompson had a baseball game. He was excited from the beginning because he just had a feeling it was going to be a great day. Chris was a guy who just loved to have fun. He was all about sports, no matter what the sport was. Baseball was his favorite sport and this was his 6th year of playing it. He had been having a good season, and it was almost at the half way point. But he still wanted to produce and be a bigger factor on the team. When Chris stepped on to the field that day, he went through his normal routine of warming up and taking infield. Then the game began. He started at catcher and was doing well. He was feeling good because his team was winning. The first time he stepped up to bat, he hit an easy grounder to first base for an out. But things were about to get much more exciting. After a few more innings had gone by, he was satisfied. His team was winning, even though he hadn’t contributed on offense. His last at bat was coming up so he wanted to make the best of it. The first pitch Chris saw was a ball, low and away. Then the pitcher wound up again, and it was a fastball, a little up but nice. He swung and the ball just carried and carried over the left field fence. He realized that he had just hit his first over the fence home run. As Chris rounded the bases, he was full of joy. Everyone was congratulating him and cheering for him. This was new to the fans and the team because this hadn’t happened before. As the game finished up, Chris got his homerun ball back. As he left the stadium, everyone was still congratulating him. He realized that this was an experience that he would never forget.
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__My Poem__

** At the Top of a Mountain ** // By :Kevin Baker // At the top of a mountain One quiet snowy day An adventurous daredevil Decides to come play He breaks out the snowboard Ready to shred The only other person to do this Ended up dead.

He gathered up his courage And took one last breath And plunged into the abyss Hoping to evade death As he jumped over debris He went fast and cut tricks He went flying over trees Just missing many hard licks.

As he neared the bottom He took one last glance To the top of the mountain He caused an avalanche! When he came to the end He sneaked quickly away And he’ll never forget The day he came to play.