Preview

Why Did I Ever Agree To Play Truth And Dare?

Good Essays
Open Document
Open Document
727 Words
Grammar
Grammar
Plagiarism
Plagiarism
Writing
Writing
Score
Score
Why Did I Ever Agree To Play Truth And Dare?
Gliding on the wheels, feeling the wind in my hair, but being a daredevil on my way. Pushing the floor behind me going farther & farther, almost there. With my cousin behind me I had nothing to worry about because I didn't see anything coming. Zooming away on my penny board I don't even look at my cousin.
I still can't believe I did that stupid dare, I thought.
Why did I ever agree to play truth and dare? I should've suggested hide and seek or maybe even tag. I didn't know what’s to come, so I thoughtlessly played along. ‘I double dog, triple trot dares you to jump over that curb over there on your penny board’ it was ‘a about 10 meters away. Me thinking I was more than I was, I retorted ‘Is that supposed to be a hard dare, easy I can handle it.’ That was it for me. 'Oh I can do this' I thought,
…show more content…
It was time, I put my foot on the tail of my penny board and applied pressure pushing forward, knees bent I went for it, halfway through I messed up. Before I knew it I felt my body was shaking, I was spread all over the hot asphalt, my elbow and knee were scraped. I looked like I've just been through a war with half of my body on the top of the curb and half of my body yet to meet the curb I was in pain. Little did I know that my foot was caught somewhere in the penny board, I yanked my foot and then I heard a few cracks and felt tingling on my foot, I looked down and saw a couple of messed up toes. I felt tears dripping down my face, but I held them back and pulled through, I knew this would happen, I thought, why did I even agree to this?
My cousin kicked up his penny board to his hands and rushed over and helped me up. He then called my brother so he can help me into the house. I couldn't help myself I started balling my eyes out.
Worry and panic filled my mom's face, her face turned bright red she held up her arms gave she didn’t know what to do. Her first instinct was to go the

You May Also Find These Documents Helpful

  • Good Essays

    Something crushed the chicken wire around me. Metal ripped on metal and I fell to the ground and rolled as far as I could, floundering to escape my…

    • 746 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Good Essays
  • Good Essays

    I stroll back up to the clubhouse. When I am next to the kiddie pool, I hear “ouch” followed by tears. I whip around and a toddler is on the pool deck with a bloody toe. When his mother comes to console him, I escort the sobbing toddler and his mother to the clubhouse. I grab the first aid kit and latex gloves. I first put on Neosporin, which makes the child cry a little more. He starts to calm down after I place a band-aid on him. His mother thanks me for my help.…

    • 645 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Good Essays
  • Powerful Essays

    It was a day like every other in the busy city of Seattle. There were rain clouds above that made it gloomy. It looked like the perfect scene for a horror movie. Annabel "Red" Jackson was sitting in her room on this day listening to Stressed out by Twenty one pilots. The reason they call her "Red" is because she always has a red hoodie with a small heart right above her heart that she got from her grandmother on. No matter what the day is like. It could be one hundred degrees out and she would still have that red hoodie on. "Red?" Called her mother. "What mom?" She replied. "Your grandmother is sick and I need you to take her some soup to help her feel better." Said her mother. "It is raining out though. I don't want to get wet." Red replied to her mother.…

    • 756 Words
    • 4 Pages
    Powerful Essays
  • Good Essays

    I sat in the corner, occasionally glancing up at the other faces. There was this one lady who looked like she was about to cry most likely because she was frightened, and there was this man who was shaking in fear. Seeing these faces just made the situation worse for me. I tightly squeezed my mom’s arm, hoping it would make me feel better…

    • 572 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Good Essays
  • Good Essays

    The judge called the people one by one until the 3rd person went. Scores were gave. It was then my turn. I went to the middle ring. I tripped on my uniform, got up and did my form wrong. I completely flipped out and melted. I was sobbing on the red and blue mat. Then the master judge came over to me and asked “Would you like to try again? We can only give you 3 points but you can go again.”…

    • 712 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Good Essays
  • Good Essays

    Lung Cancer Monologue

    • 1409 Words
    • 6 Pages

    I could feel something down my throat. Beep, as the heart monitor started going off next to me, “You're awake!” yelled my mother, while holding back her tears once again. I turned to see my mother firmly grasping my hand and my dad in the corner of the room looking at me. ‘Where am I?”…

    • 1409 Words
    • 6 Pages
    Good Essays
  • Good Essays

    I tried to get actual words out but all could come out was, “Mmm… Amm.” “Sydney.” I nodded, feeling like a stupid dizzy bobble head. “You were in a car accident, and also you are in the hospital right now.” Dad told me. “This is probably going to be hard on you but…” He stopped, and I thought I heard him crying. “Your… Mom… Is…” He stopped again then he started, “ Dead.” My whole world collapsed with that word. I was gone without my mom. I curled up into a ball of sadness, never coming…

    • 313 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Good Essays
  • Good Essays

    Monologue Of Guinevere

    • 977 Words
    • 4 Pages

    ''Guinevere.... Guinevere... Listen to me'' I heard a voice of exasperation shrieking through the walls. I groaned looking around at my surroundings and quickly realized that I wasn't in my room, but my attention was soon grabbed by a Beautiful,black woman rushing into the room I was in, cradling a baby in her arms.…

    • 977 Words
    • 4 Pages
    Good Essays
  • Satisfactory Essays

    On October 2nd, 2015, Wasilla High School and Palmer High School have a football Potato Bowl game. This is the last football game of the year and its the rivalry game. Anyways that day I was with a couple of my friends and streaking got brought into conversation. And one of them suggested I did it at the potato bowl, and I agreed. So I called a couple of people and asked if they wanted to do it. One Palmer boy and one Colony boy said that they would do it with me, so I went to the store and bought red, blue, and green and white paint. The plan was to paint all of our bodies our school colors, with a white W, P and C on the all of our chests. As the night got later and time got closer to doing it, both of the boys chickened out. Everyone after that started saying I wasn't gonna do it, and doubting me. Im the type of person who doesn't like getting told to do, and when kids are telling me Im not gonna do something, I have to. Im a daredevil. So you can probably guess what I did that night.…

    • 560 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Satisfactory Essays
  • Satisfactory Essays

    Have you ever been in Dare? If you have not well you have missed a lot of fun. When I was in Dare I had fun. We get to learn about drugs and how to avoid them. Dare is awesome because we get to be with a cop, learn a lot, and have fun.…

    • 208 Words
    • 1 Page
    Satisfactory Essays
  • Good Essays

    Suddenly, I woke to the sound of pain and stress. In the dimmed hotel room, my mother was laid roughly on the bed motioning that she didn’t feel well. We had traveled the far and exciting journey to Las Vegas to witness my mom finish a half marathon. It was an event that she had spent minutes, hours, days, and months training for. I couldn’t believe that after all of the work my mom had done in the past year, she wouldn’t be able to compete on the big day. I was wrong though when my mom sat up, tidied her tangled hair and nonchalantly said, “let’s do this”.…

    • 651 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Good Essays
  • Better Essays

    "You want to do it with me in the streetcar too? Kid, kid"...I had not only lost this fight. I had caved in after a short struggle when she threatened to send me away and…

    • 1583 Words
    • 5 Pages
    Better Essays
  • Good Essays

    This I Believe Essay

    • 669 Words
    • 3 Pages

    We grabbed three huge rocks and chucked it at the pigs’ heads, which were sitting by the beach shore. We laughed stirring up trouble as usual. We stayed up there for about an hour playing truth or dare. It was now my turn to be dared. Ancelinna…

    • 669 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Good Essays
  • Good Essays

    Respiratory Therapy

    • 1029 Words
    • 5 Pages

    About a year ago, I came home from work one night and walked into the kitchen to where my mother was standing. There was a feeling of uneasiness and the panic began to clench my stomach. She looked so sad, so stressed; maybe it was the frizzy hair, the bags beneath her eyes, the way her back slouched in a low negative curve, or her eyes. Her eyes looked at me before she turned them away, but in that fragment of a second, it’s almost like I could look inside her narrow eyes and search until I would come upon this thing. This thing has no name, but it scares her. She wouldn’t exactly explain to me what it was but I felt the sudden movements of uncertainty with the way she shifted her body and tilted her gaze away from mine. It’s almost like I started to feel scared too.…

    • 1029 Words
    • 5 Pages
    Good Essays
  • Powerful Essays

    Why Is Honesty Important?

    • 1253 Words
    • 6 Pages

    Honesty has played a key role in my success in life. Throughout my childhood my parents would always remind me about the importance of being honest. In their opinion nothing was as important as having self-respect and being trustworthy. The saying “honesty is the best policy” perfectly sums up my belief about how people should interact with each other. For me, being honest in everything I do can be a very difficult thing, but I have found that as I follow this basic principle my life has become better for it.…

    • 1253 Words
    • 6 Pages
    Powerful Essays