One fateful night, my brother and I were playing a round of Dance Central in front of my two friends, Adrian and Chris. As the night progressed on, my brother kept on dancing his way to victory. It seemed as if no one could beat him. That changed quickly as my favorite song, Massive Attack, was selected and we began to dance. I knew every move to the song and I felt as if I had the moves of Michael Jackson. The song was coming to an end and the score was tied. I began to sweat for no one had ever beaten me at that song. At that moment, I began perfecting every move and when it was all said and done, I came out being the undefeated champion. I smiled in satisfaction with my well fought victory, but as I started to walk away, my brother gave me a violent push. I turned around in disbelief that he had the bravery to do such an action. In return, I gave him a violent push and the fist fight began. My brother threw the first right punch and I dodged it. I returned with a left punch and hit my mark. Quickly, I grabbed him from behind and wrestled him to the floor. I struggled to get him in a choke hold, but once I did it was all over. He tapped the floor to tell me that he gave up and I released him from my deadly grip. My adrenaline was sky high at that point and I couldn’t believe what had just happened. I was devastated and wished to myself that I would never get in another fist fight with my beloved brother ever again.

The item that is most valuable to me is my first TAGS swimming medal. I obtained this item when I was ten in Austin, Texas after I swam the 400 meter freestyle and placed fourth. It was a swim that was well fought and very exhausting, but the reward was worth it. After the swim, the officials announced that the reward ceremony would begin in ten minutes and, for the first time, I was able to stand on the stands. Proudly I stood on the stands and waited for my first ever TAGS medal to be handed to me. As the official placed the medal around my neck, I realized how exquisite the item was. It was a small two inch by one inch medal, but the weight and colors of the medal made it feel as if it was a miniature Olympic medal. The medal weighed about ten ounces and was a representation of our beloved Texas flag as the medal possessed the colors of deep blue, a blood shot red, and a pure white. These colors were put into the form of our flag with the blue on the left, the white on the top right, and the red on the bottom left. The medal around my neck made me feel as if I was a champion, even though I only placed fourth in that event. Now that medal that I obtained five years ago is in a plaque of my greatest accomplishments in swimming and I plan on getting many more.