The Fall I'll Never Forget
It was a bright, hot, and sticky summer day in 2009 and I have just woken up seeing my bright blue room and my loving dog Ragz. I had just begun with my morning activities, which included looking out my window and seeing the beautiful, glimmering, blue sky with its fluffy, white clouds. Although it was well over 90 degrees in my house felt like it had all its doors open and it was in the middle of winter. My mom also had just woken up along with my dad and they were both slouched on the cough. My mother being herself woke up in a good, energetic, happy mood and had her daily cup of tea with her cup that we got her for her last birthday which had a picture of whinny the poo on it. My dad being himself was grumpy, …show more content…
But, I knew I was getting too excited and to energetic for this dinner, I knew I was running around too much, but I couldn't stop myself from doing this. As I was watching my mother grill from my back porch, I dozed off, thinking about this dinner. As I came back i found myself tipping off the side of my porch, but by then it was too late. I couldn't stop myself from falling, I fell the full 4 feet from my back-porch face down to the hard, rough, and sharp concreate. I could smell the dinner that was exposed to be my special dinner on the grill. All I could see was the concreate feet from my face. Finally, I hit the ground face first on to the ground. I tasted the cement and it tasted salty and dry. As I got up my mom, loving to overreact, started freaking out and she screamed for my dad. As my dad came running out I was balling my eyes out with embarrassment and pain. The was no tears, it felt like a stream going down both sides of my face. My dad reinsured me that I was tough and I would survive. I was cared for what felt like hours. After all the care and a doctor visit I went to bed, but before I fell asleep I said to myself "Wow, I thought I was always safe at my home." I always thought that I could never get hurt at home. But after that day I knew the
It was a bright, hot, and sticky summer day in 2009 and I have just woken up seeing my bright blue room and my loving dog Ragz. I had just begun with my morning activities, which included looking out my window and seeing the beautiful, glimmering, blue sky with its fluffy, white clouds. Although it was well over 90 degrees in my house felt like it had all its doors open and it was in the middle of winter. My mom also had just woken up along with my dad and they were both slouched on the cough. My mother being herself woke up in a good, energetic, happy mood and had her daily cup of tea with her cup that we got her for her last birthday which had a picture of whinny the poo on it. My dad being himself was grumpy, …show more content…
But, I knew I was getting too excited and to energetic for this dinner, I knew I was running around too much, but I couldn't stop myself from doing this. As I was watching my mother grill from my back porch, I dozed off, thinking about this dinner. As I came back i found myself tipping off the side of my porch, but by then it was too late. I couldn't stop myself from falling, I fell the full 4 feet from my back-porch face down to the hard, rough, and sharp concreate. I could smell the dinner that was exposed to be my special dinner on the grill. All I could see was the concreate feet from my face. Finally, I hit the ground face first on to the ground. I tasted the cement and it tasted salty and dry. As I got up my mom, loving to overreact, started freaking out and she screamed for my dad. As my dad came running out I was balling my eyes out with embarrassment and pain. The was no tears, it felt like a stream going down both sides of my face. My dad reinsured me that I was tough and I would survive. I was cared for what felt like hours. After all the care and a doctor visit I went to bed, but before I fell asleep I said to myself "Wow, I thought I was always safe at my home." I always thought that I could never get hurt at home. But after that day I knew the