It was December 18th 2007 and I was in the park with a bunch of my friends. We played some football in the snow and had a good time. We were walking on top of a big hill and we weren’t paying much attention to our surroundings. I started to talk to Justin and the next thing I knew I was on my back going down an ice hill. On my way down I was thinking, “Oh god I’m going to get hurt”. There was a big wooden fence at the bottom of the hill. I extended and locked my leg so it wouldn’t move and I embrace myself for the impact. My leg was locked so tight that that when my foot hit the fence the force traveled up my leg and into my bone. Right when my foot hit the fence I heard a crack. I knew it wasn’t the fence either. I was at the bottom of the hill lying on the ground thinking what am I going to do. I did the best thing I could and stayed calm and tried not to move so much. I yelled for Justin and he raced down the hill, he had to help me limp out of the park.
I called my mom and asked her if she could pick me up out of the park. she said “what happened” I said “I think I broke my leg” she said “ok ill be there as fast as I can” So my friends and I sat at the edge of the park. At this point I was screaming in pain. There was a burning sensation shooting up my leg and I could feel the bone wobbling. When she finally picked me up, Justin got in the car and we drove to the hospital. We waited in the waiting room for what seemed like forever. The whole time I was thinking, why was it taking so long. Then I thought to myself if its taking this long for me then there must be a lot more people in the hospital who have it a lot worse off than me. When they finally took me into the x-ray room,the nurse had me lay on the bed and position my leg. I was in so much pain, it felt like there were a thousand needles being stabbed into my leg. When the nurse finally came back with the results she told me I broke my tibia and fibula. I was really bummed because...
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