All of my life O have broken 3 or 4 bones. Im not sure because I don't know if one broke but I don't think it did. I broke my right arm 2 times and my left once and I have had at least one mild concussion. The 1st time some thing happened to me was when I was really young. I don't even remember how young I was. Me and my family went to Bingemans and because I was so young we went up to the splash pad. I don't know why but I really wanted to clime up one of the slides. I now know not to of corse but I started to walk up this little one when this kid comes down with his arms out stretched and of corse he trips me and I fall hard onto the ground and brake my head or something Im not sure. All I really remember about after words was waking up in the hospital and leaving with some stickers. The next time was when I was 6. Over march break I was playing with my brother doing something. I did something mean to him or something and he was running to tell on me. When he did this my 1st thought was to grab his pants and try to stop him. Now I was really small and he was really tall for a 8 year old and he fell right on me. when he got up he fell on my entire body but the arm that broke. The baby sitter of corse got me up put me on the couch. I told her that my arm hurt so she got me a ice pack and after a while I told her it still hurt. She called my Mom and Dad and they took me to the hospital where they found out it had a little crake in it so I got a cast and went on my way. In grade 4 we had this little place that was kinda like an incline that just stopped at one point and people would always play dodgeball on that wall. I was playing one day and went to the side so I could tie my shoes. While there this kid there a ball at me and I fell off the wall. Thats when I broke my left arm and got a mild concussion. My mom came picked me up and took me to the hospital again and got another cast and went on my way again. The last time and most recent time was in grade 8. This is the 1st time I broke something that did not include me falling in some way. I came out side and saw my friends so I started running towards them. As this happened This other guy in the group runs towards me also. Now this kids a bit bigger than me both ways. When we hit I don't fall just stumble back a little. Then drop to my knees hold my arm saying every word in the book. A teacher comes by and tells me to get up and sit on a bench which I do. I hear the bell ring and get up so I could go to class. I walk in class and wonder how to hell I'm going to do any work with my arm in this amount of pain because it is my writing arm that I hurt after all. I sit down still holding my arm when my teacher says we were going to watch a movie and hearing this news I was ecstatic. I did not have to write a thing. But then he says we were going to have to take notes and my my happiness fell right after that. Not even a minute into the movie there a call from the office for me and I walk down and they ask a few questions about my arm and I tell them it hurts and all that and they wanted to know if I wanted to go home so I said yes. My dad then came and picked me up to take me home. He drops me off and then drives back to work because he was crazy busy. 10 minutes later my Mom comes in and wants to know what happened. I assume that the school called her to see what was up. She asked after a while if I wanted to go to the hospital and I was on the fence about it. I was not sure If i wanted to go cause it might just have been a waste of my time but on the other hand it hurt like hell. My mom convinced me into going but not before I grabbed a walking dead book to read while there. I took us over a hour before some one could help us. They doctor who did though was quite cool. He looked at my book and talked about how he was also reading the books. Then after word when he asked my age I said 13 I believe at the time and said April 18. It was wired because He said before that his sons birthday was like a week and a week away meant April 18. Me and my mom left after that with the cast and all. That was the last time I got a cast. And lets hope that thats the last time I will have a cast.
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