After, I got dressed my dad and I headed over to the car. I carefully climb into the back seat. “OUCH!” I yell as my thighs touch the burning hot leather seats. “Are you okay,” my dad asks. “Yes,” I reply, laughing at how scared my dad got. I buckle up being very careful of the leather and we drive off to the skating rink. …show more content…
I was so excited I couldn't wait so I snatch the skates from my dad and put them on my feet and sashayed my way to the skating rink. BOOM! I trip and fall flat on the hard floor. I get back up and act like nothing happened. “Maybe you should hold on to the edge,” a stranger said. I took their advice and ended up doing that for most of my time skating. I was tired, so I decided to skate over to where my dad was sitting, but I was going way too fast. My heart started beating faster as I was about to smash right into the wall, I had no time to think so I use my ring finger to stop myself from crashing into the wall. Unfortunately my ring finger did a 360 turn and I was positive it broke. I soon felt hot tears forming in my eyes. My dad helps me get up, removes my skates then put my shoes on and rush to the