Magic 8-Ball


You know the friends of your older siblings? They’re kind of your friends but, not really at the same time. You may be invited for their birthday party but it’s going to be a little weird, especially when there’s an EIGHT YEAR age difference.

This story is about a birthday party that I was invited to, the birthday boy was 17, I was 8. He was a friend of my sister and she was invited so, he also invited me.

 Now, everyone in the party was 8 years older than me so I was just kind of existing in that party. They would try to include me in things like football, playing video games and all of that, but compared to a 17-year-old, the 8-year-old version of me was very BAD at everything.

Throughout the day they would do something and I would try to do it too. They would be playing Xbox and I would also play, and my character would lose almost instantly. They would be playing football outside and I would also play, and always lose the ball.

It was… a rough day to little old Pedro. Until we started “playing” 8-ball pool. Now when I say “play” I mean throwing the balls around the table, which was a lot of fun if I’m being honest. The problem is that I was short so for my eye level to be in the same level as the table I had to be on my tippy toes. (very good reference drawing presented to the side).

 

They were throwing the balls around and sometimes I would grab them and throw them back. Everything was fine and nothing would go wrong right? If you truly think that, this is probably the first story of mine that you read.

Someone throws a ball in my direction and throws it fast, so fast actually that it bounces on the side of the table and jumps out of it. AND FALLS ON MY FOREHEAD.

As expected, I don’t remember what happened after this, who threw it at me and all of that. I never knew… that was until the day me and my girlfriend went to have dinner with my sister and her boyfriend. (this happened in 2025)

I was telling this story to my girlfriend on the car, and suddenly my sister starts laughing. Like FULL ON laughing, then she says:

“Oh yeah, I remember that. Sorry for THROWING THE BALL AT YOU”

THIS was how I found out that the unknown person that threw that ball at my forehead was MY OWN SISTER.

I did accept her apology, was it like TEN WHOLE YEARS late? Yes, but now I have another funny story to tell.

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