10 years old

I promised my friends that I'd bring a kooshball the next day. I wanted so badly to be THAT guy. Know that dodgeball was everything back then. After buying one (my first ever) in the ATC toy store, I brought it home and started throwing it as hard as I can. BAM! BAM! It'd smack right onto the gate. Bam! Bam! I threw it to the sky and it landed on the roof. Our driver went home. Dad was in HongKong. There was no way to get it.

There was no way I was gonna be embarassed by not bringing a kooshball.

I climbed the neighbor's wall and jumped on the first floor roof (my entire weight being supported by the gutter). Ijumped on the second floor roof. 30 feet high. My entire weight being supported by the gutter.

The gutter soon became loose and then I fell on the first floor roof. THUD!!!! a cat meowed. From the inside, I could hear my maids saying "Grabe pusa na iyan". I jumped onto my neighbor's wall and landed on my knee. That's a bruise. From the wall, I jumped 10 feet down into the ground. My legs hurt like hell. I was lying there for ten minutes.

I got to school the next day and it rained.
It rained.
Nobody played dodgeball
Nobody saw my new koosh.
Nobody remembered.
I just sat there.