doing dishes we started playing two person tag. We would yell “touched ya last” and then try and avoid the other person. It would usually fall back into each person quickly tagging the other person immediately after being tagged themselves.

We were in the middle of the kitchen and every time I tagged my sister she would tag my arm as I pulled it away, quickly followed by me tagging her arm before she could get away.

After a few rounds of this I finally tagged her and successfully avoided her subsequent tag. I laughed and yell “Ha! You missed!” I turned my body and ran looking over my shoulder to avoid her next attempt. As I turned back to see where I was going I smacked right into the corner of our wide doorway that lead to the hallway.

I guess I was lucky because I spun and stumbled into the family room landing on carpet and a pillow that was on the ground.

My sister screamed out and started crying thinking I had just died. My dad who was doing dishes yelled for us to “Quiet down!”

I came to a couple mins later with two shiners and a swollen nose. And a renewed respect for immovable walls.