Alphabet story

Among the people at the game was a boy I was the boy. Because I was so short I could not see over all the tall people at the game. Commanding people to get out of the way I pushed and shoved my way to the front. Dumb these people must have been dumb they did not get the hint that i needed through. Enough already I was mad so mad i was about to explode they just would not move.
Finally I made it to the front I could see the game. Going going gone were the first words I heard as the baseball went sailing over the fence. Heavily breathing I screamed with joy as the ball flew over the fence. I was so excited about the home run. Just about as I was about to to scream again the ump called foul ball. Keith the man who hit the home run was very angry as well as all the fans.
Like lighting all the kids ran to get the ball but i got to it first. Michael was right behind me but not
quick enough. Nobody was happy when i got the ball they gave me all dirty looks. Oh but i was really happy cause i got to keep the ball. Phillip was the ump he said they needed the ball back.
Quick like a mouse I ran as fast as i could because i did not want to lose the ball that i worked so hard to get.
Running as fast as i could i made it home with the ball in my hand. So nobody would find it i hid it in my closet under all my shoes. Ten days later i took the ball outside to play with it. Umaga my dog was a big pit bull. Very nervously i threw the ball i did not catch it and it fell to the ground. When it did my dog grabbed it and ran off. Xamining the area hard i never found my ball. You darn dog i said loudly. Zoey my friend found my ball 2 months later and returned it to me.