Personal Narrative Essay: The Burlington Trampoline

As I opened my eyes, I was instantly confused and scared. I didn’t know where I was or what I was doing on the surprisingly comfortable floor. I was laying on my stomach, but when I tried to move I couldn’t find myself to listen to my brain. Then soon I realized that, with my face pressed against the thin black ground, that I was on a trampoline. I could vaguely see the cold cement ground beneath the trampoline I was on. I couldn’t help but wonder if anybody has ever landed on the trampoline with such force that it broke and send them plummeting to the solid rock ground. But then I had to ask myself why I was on a trampoline. I couldn’t remember anything. Suddenly I felt hands on my shoulders and side. Someone was trying to roll me to my back. As soon as I was lying on my back, the light blinded me. My eyes adjusted slowly to the brightness, but as soon as they did it all came back to me. With my mom, sister and friends all around me, I knew that I was at my own birthday party in the building of the Burlington Trampoline Park. My twin sister and I decided to have our birthday party two days before our actual birthday, when we turn 12, so that we can spend our real birthday with our family. …show more content…
I was still on the trampoline when I heard an employee yell to get me off the trampoline, so my mom and sister helped me to my feet. As soon as I put pressure on my left leg I knew something horrible happened to my leg, so I looked down and almost blacked out again, but my mom was holding me tight and wouldn’t let me slip to the ground. As my mom and sister, half carried, half dragged me off to the side of the trampoline, I said a silent prayer that this would be over