Paisley's Descriptive Essay: The Joy Of Hair

Once upon a time, long, long ago, a girl named Paisley had electric eyes and bronze flowing hair. She cherished gymnastics and she had practice every night. Her gymnastics gym is warm, but very sweaty and humid. But every once in awhile she got a meager bit fatigued at practice and wanted to have a slight enjoyment. So she was in the middle of her floor routine and she spills on the floor and tears start slithering down her intense incarnadine face.
“Ouch, My ankle is palpitating like a beating heart!” she bawled.
She hears a thundering of thousands of feet rushing towards her. Paisley’s coaches and teammates sprinted to her and glanced at her ankle.
“Your ankle isn't broken, it looks fine,” they grunt with annoyance.
Paisley tries so hard to try to keep her giggling in. She feels that it is so uproarious that she burst out with laughter and she can’t stop chuckling. While her coaches and teammates were really worried that she actually broke her ankle.
”That isn't funny!” Paisley’s coach scolded with indignation.
“Get back to work and don't ever do that again!” her coach roared.
So paisley finished her practice, barely being able to not chortle, and didn't pull any other stunts.
The next day comes and paisley has a fresh start for this practice. She decides not to do anything
Paisley was at practice and she went to bars. She was doing a bar routine and she slipped off the bars. She was actually hurt this time. But this time she broke one leg and one arm. She started to sob really loud, but no one came to help her. So she just sat there and was thinking. “If I wouldn't have tricked them, then they would have helped me. Paisley had to get up and injure her leg even more so she could go and show her coach that she actually is hurt. She ended up with a permanent broke leg because she walked on it. And now she has to use a wheelchair everywhere she