Fear. A four letter word that has enough meaning to potentially scar a person. Fear is known as an emotion caused by signals that are sent to the brain when one feels harmed or afraid. Enough fear can traumatize a person, causing them to miss out on many adventures in life. Some fears are caused by a total freak accident. That is how my fear developed. Being a cheerleader, tumbling is a big part of my lifestyle; or should I say was a big part of my lifestyle. This meant that we would have to drive up to New Albany every Tuesday and Thursday night for an hour and a half of tumbling class. There are always risks that are involved with tumbling. One must take precautions when starting to tumble, such as: wearing braces, knowing what you can
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Now one would think that tumbling off of a trampoline track and into a squishy mat would be safe enough…wrong. I guess freak accidents just happen to random people at random times. Saturday, April twenty-eighth, will be a day that I never forget. On that particular day, I happened to be at tumbling class, tumbling off of the trampoline track and into the squishy blue mat. Before I even take off, my stomach drops, I can almost feel the color drain out of me, and I can see the sweat dripping off of my forehead. I had no idea why I felt this way, but I now know that it was a sign. A sign that was telling me to stop while I was ahead, go no further, do not tumble off of this trampoline. But being the stubborn teenager that I was, I decided to go ahead and try to “pull off” the stunt. As soon as my toes hit the mat, an ear-piercing popping sound fills the gym. I am lying down, staring at the rafters, sweating uncontrollably, unable to lift my body (the waist and up) into the air to see what had happened. I hear muffled voices saying, “Poor girl,” “I bet that hurt,” and “come one sweetie, let us go to the other room.” I can feel my body heat escaping my numb limbs. The only noise I can hear clearly is my heart throbbing rapidly. My vision turns blurry quickly, and then returns to clear. I can only sketch out a figure of a woman, but I know it was
Now one would think that tumbling off of a trampoline track and into a squishy mat would be safe enough…wrong. I guess freak accidents just happen to random people at random times. Saturday, April twenty-eighth, will be a day that I never forget. On that particular day, I happened to be at tumbling class, tumbling off of the trampoline track and into the squishy blue mat. Before I even take off, my stomach drops, I can almost feel the color drain out of me, and I can see the sweat dripping off of my forehead. I had no idea why I felt this way, but I now know that it was a sign. A sign that was telling me to stop while I was ahead, go no further, do not tumble off of this trampoline. But being the stubborn teenager that I was, I decided to go ahead and try to “pull off” the stunt. As soon as my toes hit the mat, an ear-piercing popping sound fills the gym. I am lying down, staring at the rafters, sweating uncontrollably, unable to lift my body (the waist and up) into the air to see what had happened. I hear muffled voices saying, “Poor girl,” “I bet that hurt,” and “come one sweetie, let us go to the other room.” I can feel my body heat escaping my numb limbs. The only noise I can hear clearly is my heart throbbing rapidly. My vision turns blurry quickly, and then returns to clear. I can only sketch out a figure of a woman, but I know it was