My neighbor was going home. She was riding her bike and she hit a car.
Of course it was not moving. I went outside to see what happened. I saw her on
the roof a car. I got on my bike, when I was half way down the hill. I turned
to sharply to the right and fell off my bike and scraped my knee. It was as big
as the bottom of a water bottle. I thought my bike went spinning to my
neighbor’s house. Then another neighbor picked me up and took me to my dad and
my dad put some stuff on it that burned.
The next week we went to Delaware. I had to
put something that burned twice a day for a month. It hurt to go swimming. I could
not play in the sand with all of my cousins or dig a hole with my brother. I sat
in the sand and I had to stay indoors most of the time. When we were inside I
couldn’t play any running games or even go up the stairs in minute. I had to keep a bandage on it all the time
except when I was putting the medicine.
The
week before school started I was able to take the bandage off. I was sad
because I thought I would get out of school for a while. I asked dad if he would make me go to school,w
he said “yes.” The only thing different about me is I can take injuries.
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