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I went to my cousins graduation party in pennslyvania, and the car ride up i played old game boy games for 3 and a half hours ,and when i got there i hung out with my cousin and his friends. Nothing too interesting, there was a lot of cute little kids. There was one named Erin, who got herself a beer, and then told her mom that it tastes terrible. It's funny because she tapped a keg herself XD. Erin stole my hat and was wearing it. It was way too big on her since shes only 4. It was cute. She started screaming that she couldnt see after it covered her eyes. After i got my hat back, I was playing soccer with a few of my cousins friends, and I got stabbed a lot by a thorn bush.Little drops of blood here and there. And then my younger cousin conner decided to start punching me, and after he hurt his wrist after punching my stomach, he got a baseball bat. Hit me in the stomach again (that kind of hurt but i didnt show it) and then.....the crotch shot. The slow sickening realization of what just happened, and the slow spreading picture of horror on my face,along with the collective "Oh my god!" I didn't fall down or anything. Just shifted my weight, got more balanced, leaned on a chair,took a deep breath, and stood there for a few minutes until i could recover. Thats all of the interesting things that happened at the party. On the car ride home, i was half asleep. I had my eyes closed, but I was listening to music, and after a while, i could see he passing cars headlights as a blur that shot past every few moments. And I was thinking about my Erin, with a smile on her face, and hearing her voice in my head. Tha was kind of nice. I hope to hang out with her later today. Gah. Tired. Night all.