Bats Up

 Life is unpredictable, it's just about as interesting as it can get. Your imagination can really take you a long way, but there are certain things that happen in life that your mind cannot think of happening until the moment comes.

     


 I had to be about 12 years old when my life would change...forever,

     

*after watching The Lion King.*

  "Oh man!! Mom, are there really coyotes out there"- I ask,

 Mom: "coyotes? dont be silly, there out in the dessert, far away"

Being a little skeptical "Are you sure?? I'm looking that up."
                      *stubbornly runs down to the basement to find out the truth"
   


  Basement, 8:39 P.m    
      Where the story truly begins
It was a dark, still night.

  "Richie, do you mind if I use the computer?" I ask my older brother,

 "Yea, why the heck are you asking me?" Sarcastically remarking while playing the Ps2.

 I'm looking up stuff about coyotes.
*Reading about coyotes*

"Coyotes dig holes to sleep in and to protect their newborn pups" I read aloud.

"I Dont Care" States my brother, Richie


"Random coyote attacks man and -------
     *Suddenly*

*crrrrreeeeeeek*
Door, next to computer leading into next room, opens suddenly

At the time I believed in Ghost,.. *Heart starts pounding*

     I looked down of what could of possibly could of opened door. I looked down...

*At the blink of an eye*



*AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH*" screaming at the top of my lungs*


*Runs upstairs passing mother & little sister*

"WHATS WRONG?!?!?" - My mom, Frantically yelling,

I couldn't stop screaming, even stop to speak.
Suddenly, My mom and Little sister are right on my trail screaming too, having no idea what is going on

*Runs upstairs into my parents room, furthest room away from the basement*

I left Richie, at this point I knew he was a goner,

*Trying to catch my breath*
 "What is wrong?!?!? Why are you screaming at the top of your lungs?!?!?!" As My mom is shaking me.

I had an anxiety attack.

"The....Theres.... There's a."
"There's a what?!?!?!, I'M CALLING THE POLICE"
"THERE'S A BAT"

".....A bat? are you kidding me?" * My mom says as she lets out a little sigh of relief

 "Mathew, dont you ever yell like that, I thought there was a robber who broke in"

That's when the realization of having to catch the bat set in.

"What do we do now" says Bethany, My little sister.

     *Mom grabs phone dials Husband"

"Rich, I know you're working, but there's an emergency can you get off early"

   Meanwhile my dad, listening is having the worst possibly thoughts go through his head

"...What's wrong?" Replied

 "There's a bat in the house and we dont know how to catch it"

You just have to wait til get home, lock the doors.
 
   Luck was on our-side, the bat actually broke it's wings.

*2 hours later*

-dad walks in with 2 tennis rackets in his hand-

None of us questioned where he got the tennis rackets, at this point it has now become a mission.

We struggle to catch the bat, it is hopping around hopelessly trying to get away, My dad catches it.

Finally!!!!! we all shouted and cheered
"It cant fly...What should we do with him, we cant just throw it in our backward, it will be stuck there.

  .........

So we all made a decision, we go in the backyard and throw the bat over the fence, guarded by 4x4s into the neighbors backyard, who will soon to have a certain surprise when they go outside.

 Ever since, we continued with our lives. Things weren't the same for a little bit,and that's the beauty of life, things shouldn't always be predictable and like clockwork. Don't expect things to always have the same output, Life is a game of poker, and each day we're dealt a different hand. You decide whether to fold or not.