Narrative

The “snap” came just before the scream. I glance at my ankle only to see a throbbing blackness. The trampoline was not my place.

My oblivious siblings finally realized I was in pain. They took their precious time getting dad. The pain struck me like a bullet. The pain spread through my foot like a virus. My screams become scarce and desperate. Like a pig before the slaughter— scared and vulnerable.

The tears gushed from my eyes and became puffy and stained red. I gasped for air as for what felt like needles stabbed through my skin.

Breathe. Stay calm. Deep breathes.

Every minutes felt like a year of scorching pain and endless screeches. I was still there… waiting… still no help came. I urned for relief…for anything.

Then I see him.

“Skyler” I whined. He scurried to get help from my dad who was also scared by the treacherous screams. He scooped me up I was trembling, pale as a ghost and wide eyed—fear. There was also tears, gasping, yelps—pain. I will be ok I thought before I fell into a painful and uneasy sleep.

Now I realize, that this is my favorite mistake because I taught that something that seems harmless can do you great harm. For me I couldn’t do basketball and I was in a boot for more than two months! Without this mistake I still would be careless. Think about the next time you make a decision!

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *