Personal Narrative-I M Broke

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I’m Broke Unlucky is what they are calling it. After another regular trip to the doctor's office I find out that I broke my 12th bone. Most of my friends and family members haven’t broken anything at all. So, when I ask why I’m breaking all of these bones and ask if I have leukemia or some condition they just simply say, I’m unlucky. The most important bone I have broken was when I was in the third grade and broke one of my vertebrates in my neck. Later that day when I was informed I would not be able to play any type of football for the rest of my life, a childhood dream of mine, I lost it. My mom recalls as if the day were yesterday and says, “ you probably cried for about 2 hours straight”. What I did not know was that over the next 2 …show more content…

Well since the worst bone I broke was the vertebrate you’re probably thinking that, but that’s absolutely wrong. The most pain I have ever experienced is when I broke my left ring finger. I can remember the day like it was yesterday. It was Halloween night of my 8th grade year and I was at one of my good friends playing in a backyard football game. While being thrown to the ground during the game, I put my hand down to brace my fall. For some reason my ringer struck the ground first at a weird angle. I felt an insanely sharp pain and looked at my finger down on the ground. The image I saw will never escape my head. My finger was turned about 90 degrees in it’s socket and bent way across my pinkey. Writing these last few sentences have been a real struggle. Making me sick to my stomach and giving me the chills. One of my good friends Kayden Olthouse had this to say about the innocent, “it looked like another basic play in football but when Pete got up screaming “look at my finger!” we all stopped and grimaced at the sight, very disgusting”. The nasty experience continued when I went to the doctors and saw my X-Rays. My bone was totally out of its socket and the doctor enlightened me that he was going to have to move the bone back in pace by sheer force from himself. The cool thing is that they had this live X-Ray thingy where you could see the bone and where it was moving when he pushed on it. So I could literally see my bone moving back into the

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