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I laid in the hospital bed after I had the surgery. I couldn't believe what had happened that day. It seemed like no one could have stopped me from what was going to happen, because after all I was ten and determined. “Be careful and no more bikes until we go to the game.” My mom shouted through the house. But we would not listen to her and would do as we pleased. I felt like I had just eaten an apple in the garden of Eden, because of the way I disobeyed my mother. As we walked outside to the hill with our bikes in hand, it seemed as though the hill got bigger and bigger. We pulled the heavy bikes up the hill and stopped at the top. When I looked down it looked like it was a million miles down the hill, like I was looking down from Mount Everest. My brother was convinced I would chicken out at the last minute and make the shameful walk down the hill, but I wanted to show my cousin and siblings that I could be cool, too. My sister had already rejected the task; she was smart. But my brother and cousin had already completed it several times. I told them that I would go first to get it over with, and so I began to place my bike in the designated spot and froze. Will, my brother, suggested that maybe I shouldn’t go down, but in defiance I got on the bike. I slowly rolled at first and then I felt like Bobby Allison driving as fast as lightning down the track at a big race. Next thing I knew, I was on the ground and I had blacked out. It was as if someone had reached out and

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