Indirect: A Fictional Narrative

Being a typical 9 year old, I bawled my eyes out. When I moved my arm, it hurt even more. My mom came over to see what all the commotion was all about and I told her what had gone on. I also told her that whenever I moved my arm, it hurt and it felt very weird. She told me we would have to head to the hospital in Columbus to go get an X-Ray to see if it was broken. Thankfully, this was after my older brother’s band’s performance. He came over to us, and my mom told what was about to happen and what we were about to do. He wasn’t happy, to say the least. After about 5 minutes of arguing, my brother lost and my mom took the rest of us to Columbus. As we got into the car, she told me to keep my arm as still as I could, to which I did. We didn’t go to the hospital right away, however, we went to McDonald’s instead to try and make me feel better with some ice cream. It worked, and made me feel glad, even until I got into the hospital. I had never had a broken bone before up until that point in my life, so I didn’t know what to expect. We sat in the waiting room for about 5-10 minutes, until the nurse came into the room to tell us that the doctor was waiting. We got into

Before realizing what was happening, a nurse was trying to put an IV in my arm. The needle compared to my little arm looked huge and too long to go in my arm. I refused to let them touch me and tried to run to my mom. When they had a hard time succeeding at putting my IV in, they decided to get help from my mom. She calmly told me to lay down and to watch her, while they put the needle in. It was hard to ignore the pain pulsing through my arm and all the commotion happening all around me. I looked at my mom and saw the tears that were falling down her face as they held me down. When they were done, there was an IV and a cast on my arm, so that I would not be able to pull the IV out. Then they wheeled me into another room where my mom held and comforted me, while we waited to hear the results.

Next, they put me in a different room upstairs to take some x-rays, they figured out that I had 2 fractures (so practically broken!) They put an enormous cast on my arm that went all the way down to my elbow and I had to wear that for 2 weeks or something like that. After a while of having it on, my arm got numb and I couldn’t feel my hand! When we got traveled back after the 2 weeks they gave me another cast. The difference was that it was smaller and only went down to my wrist also my 2 fingers (pinky and ring) were at a 90 degree angle. They told me “Wear that one for another

I woke up startled and didn’t know where I was. I had an IV in my arm and my parents were staring at me. The doctor came in

My left elbow hurt very badly and I could feel blood running down my arm. It hurt so badly that I was crying. After a few minutes, I tried to get up, but I made my elbow hurt so badly because I was adding pressure to much pressure to it. Then I bent my elbow to see if it was broken because on the shows my parents watch, the doctors tell the injured people to bend their arms or legs to see if they are broken. Finally, someone noticed me and called Jaci’s mom, Brooke, over.

When I got home from practice, my mom and dad already knew about my wrist because coach had called them. My dad looked at my wrist and said that it looked really bad and that I should go to the ER.

“Did this really just happen to me?” Were the words I told myself as soon as it happened. I walked over to coach Hoffman and I told him, “Coach I think I broke my arm!” He ignored me because he was focused on the game, so I walked over to the bench and sat there by myself.

BREAKING MY ARM “OW !!!!!!!!!” I yelled when Levi fell on me. I was at wrestling practice with Levi Thomas, my coach Kevin Mucollick, and more of the wrestling kids. I was doing a move with Levi and he fell on me. I jumped up and yelled, “MY ARM MY

Maria was a 12 year old girl in Mexico City, she had just moved in with her abuelita Karmen from San Luis Potosi. A week passed, and it was Maria's first day of school at La Secundaria 32 . Maria was a great student she always did her work and

They took me to the X-Ray room and did some tests on my arm and then put me back in the other room. The doctor came back with the results at least 15 minutes later and said I need surgery. I had to have the surgery the next day because there wasn’t enough doctors available on Sunday. The nurse put me in a wet and cold plastic cast with a sling in case I moved my arm and caused more damage. After a while they took me upstairs to another room to spend the night in. The first room I went in there was a kid snoring loud my dad took a peek and asked the nurse if we could move to another room. The second room I went in was quiet and nobody else was in the room. I went to the bathroom real quick after that long grueling waiting period. After that

He was confused. Looking upon the pool, it seemed to have lost all of its motion. It was as if it had frozen over, but instead of water, had become a giant television display . Other than the glow, once could not have even guessed it was once a body of water.

The weird part: I didn`t cry. I just remember screaming as loudly as I possibly could as my friends rushed to me and called my parents. I heard gasps, as people tried not to stare at my instantly bruised elbow turning purple and blue. As I was rushed into an ambulance, I could see the worry in my parents sorry eyes, and didn’t know what to do. Once we arrived at the intimidating hospital, with people on gearnies being rolled around all over the first floor, the doctor came to me after what felt like a year. They rolled me to a dark, secluded room where they x-rayed my elbow. I was rolled back and put on medicine that relieved the pain, and put me to sleep, which after all three doses, still barely worked.

“I want to go home,” I rocked myself again and the nurse just nodded. She finally gave in about the

Before I answered daisy came up to me and sniffed my head and ran away and Sierra and I once again burst into laughter. Sierra ran to get her step dad and he came over and offered to carry me to my house but I was able to walk. When we got to my house my mom was just coming out because sierra had ran to get her. My mom asked me if I wanted to go to the hospital but I had a weird fear of hospitals so I said no. She looked at my arm and told me if it got any worse we were going to the hospital. So I went and sat in my brothers room with him for a couple minutes to see if it would stop hurting but it didn’t, I could feel it throbbing and it was very painful. My mom called my name and I went into the living room where she was sitting and she looked at it again and she said we were going to the hospital. So my mom, my brother and I all got in the car and went to the emergency room. When we got there we went and told the ladies at the front all my information and what had happened. We sat in the living room for about an hour and a half which felt like forever. Finally they called us back and brought me up to the x-ray room. Getting x-rays was awful because I was in so much pain and I had to move my arm in a bunch of different positions and movements.

An accident last year changed my attitude towards life . That accident had a great impact on me , it taught me to treasure what i have and to treasure those people around me more . Although the accident was not life threatening , it was still the scariest thing