The Longboard failed me. In the summer before fifth grade, I lived in a hidden neighborhood, which was surrounded with a crowd of trees. The neighborhood had one entrance with a mile long paved road. It was fun to ride my bike and scooter there without worrying about our safety.
We had a couple of rules that we had to follow if we wanted to continue to play outside. Play safe, especially using our safety gears, don't go into other houses unless mom is okay with it, don't talk to strangers, and be back before dad gets home or before sunset.
If my sister and I had nothing to do, we would play outside after we were done with our homework and chores. As long as the weather cooperated. We would meet up at Jordyn’s house. She was one of our friends …show more content…
I was tempted to try it, but I knew I didn't know how to ride one yet. They made it look fun and easy to do. That was a big mistake. I still regret that horrible day when I rode it because it was the worst decision I have ever made.
Jordyn made it look so easy and fun when she rode the Longboard. I was kind of nervous to ride it so Ava decided to do it first. She got on with her hands hovering the Longboard and her feet spread apart from each other. Then she pushed forward with one leg to move along. I thought this could be easy after …show more content…
I knew he was disappointed as well. After we called Ava in the house, he told mom to rush me to the clinic. On the way to the clinic, mom was worried and at the same time lecturing me. I should've known better too. After the exams, it turned out that I was lucky because the doctor said that I didn't break any bones. And remember to use my helmet next time. Mom and I were happy to hear that from doctor. Thank goodness! When we left the clinic, Jordyn’s mom called to check up on me. She was also with Jordyn on the phone they both apologized to us, I knew they felt bad. So she took the Longboard away from the kids.
I was worried on the first day back to school about what people would think about my scars on my face. But I learned that true friends don't care about how you look. Be careful about what you do because it won’t always turn out how you expect it to. Now that I have moved to a new location, whenever I would pass my old house the first thing that I think of is that horrible
We had a couple of rules that we had to follow if we wanted to continue to play outside. Play safe, especially using our safety gears, don't go into other houses unless mom is okay with it, don't talk to strangers, and be back before dad gets home or before sunset.
If my sister and I had nothing to do, we would play outside after we were done with our homework and chores. As long as the weather cooperated. We would meet up at Jordyn’s house. She was one of our friends …show more content…
I was tempted to try it, but I knew I didn't know how to ride one yet. They made it look fun and easy to do. That was a big mistake. I still regret that horrible day when I rode it because it was the worst decision I have ever made.
Jordyn made it look so easy and fun when she rode the Longboard. I was kind of nervous to ride it so Ava decided to do it first. She got on with her hands hovering the Longboard and her feet spread apart from each other. Then she pushed forward with one leg to move along. I thought this could be easy after …show more content…
I knew he was disappointed as well. After we called Ava in the house, he told mom to rush me to the clinic. On the way to the clinic, mom was worried and at the same time lecturing me. I should've known better too. After the exams, it turned out that I was lucky because the doctor said that I didn't break any bones. And remember to use my helmet next time. Mom and I were happy to hear that from doctor. Thank goodness! When we left the clinic, Jordyn’s mom called to check up on me. She was also with Jordyn on the phone they both apologized to us, I knew they felt bad. So she took the Longboard away from the kids.
I was worried on the first day back to school about what people would think about my scars on my face. But I learned that true friends don't care about how you look. Be careful about what you do because it won’t always turn out how you expect it to. Now that I have moved to a new location, whenever I would pass my old house the first thing that I think of is that horrible