Personal Narrative: Growing Up As A Child

Growing up and being a child is something everyone experiences in their life and the actions that progress during this time really defines who you are and who you will become as an adult. Looking back on my childhood, so far, I decided to write my memoir of the time I broke my arm during the summer of transitioning from a middle school student to a high school student. It was finally summer and as a celebration my sister and I decided we would try something new, something we had never done before. That just happened to be rollerblading. We went to the store the day after school let out and we each picked out a pair we liked. Mine were black with accents of orange and just happened to be the most expensive pair, but in the end that’s the pair I had to have. We were excited to try them out, but the next day it rained so instead we decided to watch YouTube videos on how to Rollerblade. Honestly, everyone made it look like it was easy to learn and do, but as I soon found out, it was much harder than it looked. My sister and …show more content…
I stood at the top as I watched my sister head down, and to be honest, it wasn’t very graceful but nevertheless she made it down. Now it was my turn. As I began my descent, I noticed I was picking up speed and had no way of slowing down. Unfortunately, I had chosen to go straight down the middle of the hill, leaving me with no way to stop or slow down. So I found myself trying to keep my balance and make it down the hill. However, I never did make it down the hill. As I got to the crack in the road that marked the halfway point I started to lose control. I began swinging my arms to help balance myself because at this point I was off balanced and picking up speed. Suddenly, my left Rollerblade jutted right, knocking my legs out from under me. As I was falling my arm got caught between the concrete and myself, and then I heard a