Grocery-Personal Narrative

3 ½ years ago I was in the kitchen and my mom said “can you please go upstairs and get the laundry?” So I went up stairs to get it and I brought it back down. I gave the basket to my sister and she went on the third step and rode down. I thought she rode the whole way down so I wanted to do it. I took the basket and walked up the stairs and I sat in the cold, hard, plastic basket and started to slide down the stairs. I started to get up when I was on the last four steps so my feet was in the front. I slide into the kitchen table.

I was getting out and I stepped on my left foot and it hurt. I started crying and my mom looked at my foot and it was blue. She took me to the emergency room and we were there from 8:45 to 6:30 in the morning. Finally