The Time I Broke My Arm by Jade

     My little cousin Max was having a friend sleeping over. We were playing limbo. There is a big space between my front hall and my living room. My little cousin and his friend were holding a wooden flag pole that’s as tall as me. Then I decided to jump over the pole. I pushed my mom’s chair over. I ran from my dining room jumped over the pole, I landed on my toes. I wasn’t wearing any shoes so it hurt really bad. I fell to the hard wood floor. My arm hit the ground. I laid there helplessly. You know how when you brake or sprain something and you scream. I’m just not type of person. My aunt saw me laying there I was really pale. My aunt said “What’s wrong?” I  stood up holding my left arm. My aunt and I  walked into the kitchen. My aunt said that I broke my arm.      

     My mom got dressed and asked my uncle if he could drive. We got in the car. We4 drove to Winchester Hospital. The nurse was really nice. I took some x-rays. We waited for about 20 minutes. They told us I broke my fore arm in the weakest spot. The weird thing I wasn’t screaming or crying. My mom said I was as pale as a ghost. I was in shock. The nurse and her assistant came in and put me in a temporary cast with a sling. My mom, uncle, and I walk outside, got in the car and drove home.