Jeremy is my cousin. He has brown hair and eyes I don’t know what color they are because I don’t pay that much attention to them. We always hang out together. Once we went out golf ball hunting. You may be wondering what golf ball hunting is. Well, it’s just a different name for looking for golf balls. We can look for golf balls because there are two fields close to our houses that people hit golf balls in to.
One day we went golf ball hunting. My brother Shawn and Jeremy’s brother Jake came along. We all went out and at first we didn’t see any. It was just another boring hunt but after we got out there, bam! We must have found a hundred and fifty golf balls total. I was running, and every few feet I had to bend down in order to pick up a golf ball. We all looked like chickens eating corn off the ground. We were all popping up and down every few feet, emerging with a golf ball in our hands and putting it in our pockets.
When our pockets got full we would start to drop the golf balls, and people would dive after them. The thrill of finding a golf ball might sound dumb to some people, but to me it is amazing. Jeremy and I would go out golf ball hunting, and he wouldn’t think there Were any out there until bam, we were sent all over the field and came back with tens of golf balls in our pockets.
Once we had the golf balls, we had to do something with them. Most of the time we washed them with an old tooth brush and put them in a box. But some times we had to have some fun and hit them as far as we could. I had to use my parent’s golf clubs and Jeremy had to use his parent’s golf clubs. Every once and a while I go out to the field and find a few golf balls, and it makes it all worth while. Jeremy is my golf ball hunting partner.