“Play Time!”

Have you ever wondered what happens to you when you get hurt? Your brain tells you to cry right?  Well that’s what happened to me four years ago. “ And that’s a goal!”, the referee announced. I was at my cousin  Colby’s soccer game,  while my other cousin, Jordan and I were playing on the playground.

My mother  was on a business trip in Ireland while my aunt and uncle were watching me for the week. Like I said my cousin Jordan and I were playing on the playground. As I was coming down the slide  I spotted a red metal kid zip line. “Jordy, Jordy  look,  look I want to go on that!”, I exclaimed and I ran to the kid zip line. I tried to grab the handlebar that allows you to go back and forth on the kid zip line. However I couldn’t reach it.

I told  Jordan to push me  as hard as she could. (I was only seven years old, she was 11, I didn’t mean as hard as she could)  So she ran over to me with her eyes bright right when I said it.  She came over to me and pushed me as hard as she possibly could.  My eyes closed shut, when I opened them again I squinted because of the  hard wind  coming into my face.

It was like the wind didn’t want me to see but, I eventually forced myself to open my eyes. As my eyelids slowly opened, I saw a pole heading towards me. Was it trying to chase me? I thought. My heart skipped a beat, I let go… down…down…down I went onto the brown ragged wood chips.

I slowly stood up as tears streamed down my face, I was crying a river. My aunt and uncle ran over to me, Colby still playing soccer, and Jordan standing still, her dark brown eyes staring blankly down over me. “Are you OK?”

My aunt asked impatiently. “Here is a juice box, maybe that could calm you down.”

                                                  2 Weeks Later

My mom came home about a week after the incident. My wrist still hurt so my mom took me to the hospital. Turns out I had a buckle fracture, a buckle fracture is when two break while buckled. No wonder it was so painful. Anyway I got a pink cast  and everyone signed. those were the best two weeks of my life because I was the center of attention. I realized that attention is still not worth getting hurt over!