Personal Narrative: Have You Ever Broken A Bone?

Have you ever broken a bone in your life? My mom and her side of the family were at my grandpa’s campground he stays at in Iowa in a cabin, it was a august day and it was very warm. It was about 2008 and I was around 5. Every year we have a tradition of going there and going on the mississippi river that the campground is right on. We were getting around time to head back home, but before we had to empty out the water tank in the water dumping area. So we pull the camper up and it starts to drain, it takes about 15 minutes. While my dad and my uncles start to put the stairs up to the door from going inside. My mom and I were standing across the road on the grass waiting. “ We’re almost done.” my mom said as she looked away to me the rest of my family just putting their stairs up to leave, it was the perfect chance to go get another lemonade popsicles like I had earlier for lunch. I ran around the bright white camper and saw the Jayco logo on the side, with the bird looking into my soul. I put one foot on one of the bars that held the stairs together to get in, I tried reaching for the handle but I fell. After about 3 tries I got a hold on the handle and I pulled myself up and then got a hand on the door open handle as well. I was about to pull the door open …show more content…
As I kept screaming and the tire was off my arm, my mom ran over to me and stood by my head, and yelling for help. I felt the tears in my eyes, streaming down my face. My uncle came over and look at my arm, skin was torn and I could see some of my bone. He lifted me up and brought me to my mom’s car where he sat me down on my mom’s lap. Most of my family piled into her car and we saw a park ranger running our way with something in his hand. Someone must have called him and told him what happened because he came with an ice pack. Mom took it and put it on where my arm was damaged. As she lightly placed it on my arm. I