My name is Norman Diackwell and every day after school I would go to the back of the baseball stadium where there would be a big long fence that wouldn’t let me see the game. I would just go there to think and get away from everyone for a while. Then one day as I was playing with my ball, I accidently threw it so far that when I went to get it, I saw there was a hole. I am a curious person, so I decided to pick threw it and that when I saw everything that was going on in the other side of the fence. A famous baseball game was going on and I Norman Diackwell was experiencing it. I saw people cheering in one side and in the other I saw people with worried faces which made me guess that side was losing. I could smell the popping popcorn and the fried hot dogs. I could see the peanuts on the floor and I could just hear the crunch of it when people stepped on it. I stayed that whole afternoon seeing how the game ended. By the end of the night I decided to carve my name at the bottom of the hole because it seemed like I was the first person to see that hole in the fence. I was so happy I threw my ball and it landed where it did because I for the first time got to experience a baseball game live from behind that fence.
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