Personal Narrative Story-A Short Story : Bike Disaster

Have you ever been to a trampoline jump park?Well I have and I will tell you how it all started when they took down a Halloween store to put up the new Sky Zone that is right beside Home Depot and when it was open I asked my mom if me and my sister Giselle can go to Sky Zone but my mom said “no you can’t go to Sky Zone but you and Giselle can go next week because it is Sunday to day’’ so me and my sister what and what tell next Saturday.When it was Saturday me and my sister Giselle we're happy to go to the new Sky Zone and that Saturday morning me my mom and my sister woke up and me and my mom cook breakfast whale Giselle was on her phone talking to her friend about going to the new Sky Zone but meanwhile me and my mom was finished with the

When I was in first grade I witnessed a motorcycle accident outside my elementary school. A man had been riding, without a helmet or jacket, and hit a bump. All I remember was the bike flying into the air then into a nearby front yard and the man disappearing. I was so close to it I could see everything that happened. Everyone started screaming and rushing around. The man had slid under a car that was pulling out of the school parking lot and was stuck under the rear wheel. Later I learned he had an acute subdural hematoma and the car was still on his chest. They tried to lift the car off of him, but he immediately started chocking on blood, resulting in them leaving the car on top of him until emergency response came. He was eventually taken to the hospital via helicopter.

One weekend, my friend Hannah and I wanted to go on a quad ride during the night. It was during the summer and we were at Hannah’s house and we were bored. So we thought it would be a good idea to go for a ride, so we asked her step dad if we could and he said yes. We both thought it would be super fun to go for a quad ride. So, we get all geared up in proper clothing because it was cold out and off we went.

On a sunny afternoon in May of 2013 I learned a very important lesson. I was at a family auction in the small quiet town of Ames, Oklahoma. The dew was still wet on the ground and the air was crisp. There was a lot of my extended family there as well as people I had never met. I got to see my cousin Taylor as well as one of her cousins named Jadey. We decided we were going to go ride four wheelers out in the field and it was at that time I learned a valuable lesson. Four wheeler accidents happen often, but I never expected to be the one involved. Before my accident I thought four wheelers were fairly safe, but afterwards I learned that an accident can happen in a split second and you should never assume you won’t be the one involved.

Isabelle her mom and her cousin Aurora went to go outside on a bright sunny day, there backyard was a big grassy with trees around Isabelle said “let’s go tire swing sliding” Isabelle and Aurora like to lean the slide on the swing and slide down it.

It was a warm sunny summer afternoon, we were driving down a busy road when all of a suten my sister yelled,

As soon as we got dressed we got our softball bags are raced down the hallway and sprinted to the parking lot. When we got there Sadie exclaimed “WHERE DID I PARK MY CAR” the one day we are pressed for time she doesn't

I got my first bike for Christmas, it was blue and black with medium sized wheels with designs on them. It was a calm winter day and my dad decided he wanted to teach me how to ride the new bike I got. At first they had training wheels because I was just getting started. I thought it was going to be simple riding with training wheels because it looked like it would help me balance easier.

Chloe, my youngest granddaughter, drove me home. In the car she said, “Grandma, are you sure about this?”

One night my mom said, “Miranda come down here I have something to tell you!”

We were in the car on our way to the Baseball game. It was pretty hot outside, 90 degrees or so. We were going 60 miles an hour down I-55. Dad and I hadn’t really talked until Litchfield, but when traffic completely stopped, we had nothing to do but talk. “So what did you do this week?”Dad asked. Of course it was the summer, so I hadn’t done anything in the past week, so I just

Looking back, I can remember when we were riding the 4-Wheeler once(I was driving, obviously), and we accidently hit the neighbor’s fence, and drove over it. It was a little scary, but it was funny, because then after that, I was banned from driving the 4-wheeler without supervision, so we came up with a game. It was called 4-wheeler safety. It was funny, because I would joke around while teaching it, and then she would laugh her butt off, which would then make me smile because she had one of those contagious laughs.

Early morning towards the end of June last year, it was family rodeo back home where my mom grew up at. We had always gone back to that town and that rodeo since i was a yee young lad, around 5 or 6. We used to go see my grandma, but she died when i was 10. Anyways, it was my mother, my brothers, sister and her family, me and my girlfriend. Well, the car we were suppose to drive 5 hours north with was very cramped for all of us, so i asked my girlfriend if we could borrow her new car she just bought the day before. She “talked” to her mom and her mom said “yes,” so her and I drove in that car while my brother and mom and their friend drove the other.

Mom is trying to tell us what happened but she's crying, then she makes out the words that she's having a double lung transplant. I start running around screaming because she has a disease that she has to be put on oxygen. Also she has to get new lungs.Most people die without ever getting the call to get new lungs but my mom did.I was full of joy and yet super scared I didn't know what to feel so I screamed . My whole family was crying tears of joy, especially me.

Everyone ran to me and I started crying. My sister got me up and my cousins ran to my mom to tell her what happened. They had heard me scream so my mom started running to me before I got out of the pen. When I walked out of the pen crying, covered in mud from my head to my toes. We rushed to the hospital after getting all the mud off of me. We had to wait for a couple minutes, but when we got my x-ray back, the doctor to me and my mom the terrible news, that my arm was broken. I couldn’t believe it, I felt like I was going to cry, again. We waited for the person to come in and give me a cast and she asked me what color I wanted. I said purple and she started to wrap cotton looking stuff around my arm followed by a thicker layer to keep my arm in the right place for the bone to heal. Finally, we were able to go home. That was an intimidating moment for me in my life cause I had never been through anything like that, but it was also cool cause I got to show off my cast and tell a new story to