Personal Narrative - My Childhood Memories :: Papers

PAIN Lots of pain I thought I was dying I slammed into the ground my leg now at a very odd angle I screamed I heard footsteps cart track towards me screaming for me to answer, but I couldnt find the energy to do so I closed my eyes and thus I fainted When I was footling about six or seven years of age. I mobilise playing in our local park, on the biggest climbing frame I had ever seen. I would climb so high Id swear I could reach the sky. Id play for hours and hours everyday of the summer holidays. But one good afternoon was enough to change my view of my climbing adventures of fun and fantasy forever. The turmoil disappeared all because of one accident. The day began as usual with my dumb pickings me to the park to play on the climbing frame and to feed the ducks. My mum and I walked to the duck pond to feed the ducks. I was having a cracking measure. There were big ducks, small ducks, fat ducks and thin ducks every winsome of ducks you can i magine some did look pretty funny I remember telling my mom in Vietnamese as that time she didnt know the English language very well. After nutriment the ducks we headed for the climbing frame. I ran down to the climbing frame my mum in hot pursuit. I pushed through the gate as fast as I could, running towards the climbing frame. I quickly began to climb to the top. I could hear my mum below badgering me to slow down. I neglected her Oh how I wish Id listened to her instead. It happened all of a sudden, I lost my grasp and fell painfully back down to earth I then recall waking up in an ambulance my head throbbing with pain. I felt my face with my shaking hand. My eyes were all wet, Id been crying. As I opened my eyes a women peered kindly at me Hello, she said, how are you odor?