well im bored so im gunna tell u about my expereances w broken things xD
once, when it was the first day of summer after 1st grade, i waz going across the monkey barz at the park. I waz with my brother and my grandma having a fun day when all of a sudden i slipped. I fell and when i landed, i broke both of my arms. right in the middle of my left arm, between my elbow and wrist, it was sticking up. I didnt realy care about the casts but wht sucked most about it waz that it waz the first day of summer! Dx
then when it waz the middle of the 2nd grade school year, i waz chacing after my cuzin when someone threw a ball at my back. The next thing i knew, i waz being rushed to the hospital. of course i had a compound fracture in my arm. i even hve all the scars to show it.
in the middle of the school year when i was in 4th grade, i was sitting ontop of the monkey bars when this kid i realy hated pushed me off. i almost fell and hit the floor but when i was in mid air, i reached up and grabbed a bar. i ended up catching myself but all of a sudden i couldnt breath. If i even tried, it hurt lik hell. After a whole day of suffering, i went home and told my grandma, who used to be a nurse. She cheacked my ribs and realized i had sprained 2 or 3 of them. if you hve never broken or spraned a rib, let me tell you it is hell! every time you take a breath, you would rather stab yourself 1000 times. if you laugh, you feel lik u r being shot 100000000 times. if you move, u feel lik you would rather be ramming nails into your body over and over than spray lemon juice on them. trust me, it sucks.
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