Breaking My Arm

When we got to my house I walked out of the car and said, “I’m hungry! ”at the same time as my friends.

So we dashed into the house. We had finished our snack.Then we thought about what would we do next?

Maybe an imaginary race! We got it! We got scooters & bikes. AA got my scooter and rode it and I got my bike. G was the person that said 3…2…1…GO!

AA went first. She won! I decided to keep the RingPop in my mouth since I wasn’t finished with it.

I was up next! 3…2…1..GO! “Too much speed.” I said. Boom! I crashed into a stone. My RingPop had fell out of my mouth and onto the ground! My knee had a scar. My arm hurt. My face had fell onto the ground. I cried so hard I couldn’t stop! My heart was pounding! “Thump, Thump, Thump.”

“Are you okay!” my babysitter asked as she came to me.

”No!” I replied.

She walked up to me and lifted me off the ground. AA & G left.

I walked into the house. My babysitter helped me.

My sister came rushing down the stairs.”What happened?”questioned my sister.

”I crashed on my bike!” I had said.

“Poor baby!”

That night,I had shaked and wiggled out the things that hurt out of my body and told myself,  “Tell Mom!” I said in a rough voice to myself. I grabbed my phone and went in my mom’s room.

After I talked to her I felt comfortable. I had totally got all the wiggles out! I laughed. It was hard to believe, but my arm barely hurt! “Yay!” I said.