Shelby was in the middle of my drive way and I was thinking,“what if I jumped on the fourwheeler to pick her up”. That plan did not end up so well. I got on the big red creature called a four wheeler. The first thing I smelt was burning wood. The fumes swept through the air into the cracks of my helmet. That red beast was roaring when I held down the throdahl. As I first started moving it felt as if time stopped. …show more content…
I woke up with my brother and some other people staring at me; I was dazed and confused. I started screaming at everyone. I screamed, “am i going to die?” to Shelby. When I saw my brother walking away I yelled, “James I love you, tell mom and dad I love them too!” Shelby was laughing at me. Everyone told Shelby to shut up, because they thought I might have been seriously hurt. After I was able to see properly my family rushed me into the car to go back to my cabin. I was crying my eyes out so much so that I had no tears left to cry. I got back to my cabin and both Shelby and I had some kind of cut. Shelby had a big cut on her hip, and it was bruised really badly. I had a really big cut and bruise on my back. We could barely walk; the slightest touch of my foot hitting the ground hurt my back so badly. After I sat in bed with shelby all day we talked about it, and she apparently said slow down not speed up. Being honest I don't really know what happened. I might have passed out while riding the fourwheeler. I could have been not paying attention. I could have just been plain stupid. All I know is that I will not make that mistake again. I have learned to not go as fast