As I was walking in the yard of a friend’s house approaching his front door, I saw a Super Soaker laying on the ground. Rather than going around it, I leapt over it. When I landed, I twisted my ankle which caused some excruciating pain. I angrily hobbled to the door and pounded on it. When my friend answered, I shouted as I told him how irresponsible his kids were for not putting their playthings away. He explained to me that his kids had been out of town two weeks, and one of his neighbors children left it there. I felt awful after he told me that. And when I looked back at the toy laying on the ground, I realized that I wrongfully jumped the gun.
