I was at my friend John’s house playing with him in his garden when I saw a really weird coloured ball beside a flower pot. It was in a hole and the sun was right above the ball, at least that is what we thought. The next day, we brought the ball to our school to play with our friends. The score in the match we played was 1223 to 1223. So no one won. My other friend called Billy kicked the ball and it hit a sign post. The ball is now in his bedroom underneath his bed. It’s now flat because it was so soft and easy to puncture. The End.