My Ankle Research Paper

“Crack!” That was my ankle. I had no idea that was going to happen. I guess those things happen sometimes, right? I will tell you how it all played out. When I was in third grade, I went camping and I broke my ankle. It was a brisk day in Wisconsin. My mom, sister, step-dad, step-brother, and I were going tent camping and my mom and I longed to go to a fun, awesome place. We wanted to go to a apple farm. When my family and I arrived at the apple orchard, it was beautiful to see the shiny, golden honey crisp apples all over the place. There were millions of apples and kids having so much fun. First we had to get apple cider doughnuts. Then we approached a barn, inside there so many kittens!!!! We snuggled and hugged them. When my sister and