Personal Narrative: The Trampoline

The Trampoline It was September 2005, I just woke up and we just got a new trampoline. I was so excited to go play on it, but I had school for just about two days until the weekend. Once the weekend came we all played on the trampoline, and when I say all I mean my brother and six to seven other friends. A few weeks after we bought it one of my friends little brother wanted to play on the trampoline, so I said sure go ahead. He jumped and flipped for a little while, but then he got too close to the edge and lost his balance. He started crying so mine and his mom ran over to him and he had a broken arm. After that we saw the trampoline and thought of getting rid of it, but we didn’t. Just about a week later, the same six to seven friends and my brother wanted to play on it, so we did. An hour or so into jumping and playing, I fell and all my brother, our friends, and I heard was a loud snap, then my mom ran over as everyone else fled the trampoline. My mom knew what happened, but I didn’t. She told me to stay there and stay calm, so I did. I sat there and didn’t …show more content…
When I looked at my leg, I didn’t feel anything, but I saw a cast that went from my toes to the top of my thigh. My mom and dad didn’t know what to do after that. I personally thought that trampoline was cursed because it broke two people’s limbs in two weeks. It makes me wonder if anyone else would’ve broken one of their bones in the next week if we were to keep the trampoline. I’ve only been on one trampoline till this day, and I don’t plan to buy one for my children. The way my leg snapped was when I fell on the trampoline my brother was in mid-air and had to come back down so when he did, he landed right on my left leg and it snapped like a stick. I told myself right after my friends little brother broke his leg that I wouldn’t ever break a bone in my life, but the next week my leg was in three