I was 6 years old and my brother was 11, it was a normal day in the Gomez family. My mom was at work and my dad was watching T.V. with our baby sister. My brother and I were irritating each other like always… then darkness. I remember we were sitting on the kitchen tile floor throwing stuff back and forth to each other occasionally looking at the T.V. in the other room. We were throwing balls, toys, erasers; just about anything that was in reach.
Then…..
I was sitting on one foot with my leg bent under me, and my other leg bent up with my right foot flat on the ground. The outside of my right foot was facing my brother. I was waiting for him to grab something to toss at me, so I decided to turn my head around at the T.V. where