As my sister and I were on our trampoline one Saturday. When we heard a high pitched scream. It was C.J. this was the bigging to something that I never wanted to happen.

As we rushed inside my brother, chance was sitting in the chair with blood all over him. I couldn’t find the source of the injury. My nannie rushed in with her cell phone in her hand “yes he got hit in the head with a golf club.” “What’s going on chance? Who hit you?”Molly question said to chance. When the ambulance arrived they put chance on a stretcher while C.J climbed into the ambulance. Nannie was on the phone with our mom. Wyatt and I went inside and packed a couple weeks worth of clothes. My mom and C.J stayed in the hospital with chance .he had to have surgery because the golf club fractured his skull and then stitches. My mom and C.J started fighting. He was released 3 months later.

So now chance doesn’t talk like he used to. My mom and C.J got divorced and they won’t even be in the same room together.