Personal Narrative: My Knee Collapse

Next double roundhouse kick. I wait for the only other student to finish his kick that warm summer night. Finally my turn. I'm gonna kick this pad really hard . First kick perfect. On my second kick I lift up my leg, then I collapse in the most excruciating pain I have ever felt in my life. In my best effort, I look over to see my knee disfigured I felt so much pain, and humiliation. I barely managed to hold back my tears. Then I feel more pain, I look over and see my knee back in place and my Instructor right besides me. Instructor Andy ask if i'm ok. Overcoming all my pain I simply respond “i'll be fine” They gave me some pain killers then call my mom. At the emergency room I remember My mom kept bumping my leg into the walls when I was on the wheelchair. After the xray, the doctor walked in with a concerned and yet sorry look. He didn't sugar code the news and straight up said that it looked pretty bad and that there was a tear in my ligament. He told me I would recover, but that it will never be the same. He estimated a full recovery being eight months to two years under the circumstances. …show more content…
I needed to take more painkillers to sleep without my knee bothering me. There were many thoughts in my mind that night. One of them being so depressed that my knee was going to ruin my summer. But tats when it happened. That night I had a very special dream. In this dream I was running. I was running faster than ever before. Even though it was just a dream, I can somehow still remember the great feeling of cool breeze, the rays from the sun keeping me warm, and the smell of the most beautiful forest. I opened my eyes and I realized that I was the only one holding myself back. Not my