Personal Narrative

A long time ago in a school not so far away a peculiar event occurred,that I will never forget. It all started on the first day of school. It was my first year at Finley Farms Elementary and I was ready for the second grade, or so I thought. I entered my classroom and was happy to learn. The first day was amazing I even made a new friend named Tyler. It was splendid until it was time to leave. I left the school building eager to tell my mom everything that happened.
I was a clumsy child even though I was seven. I began to talk to Tyler when I tripped over a rock and fell face first on a bike. At my school when you ride a bike, you line it up with the other bikes. The reaction was almost instant the bike I had fallen on fell over crashing into the next bike. Like a chain of dominoes they were all down in an instant.

Tripping me when he got the chance, teasing me, and even, once, he threw me off of the playset. I was tired of it. I know now it was wrong, but I decided to get revenge. My mom usually packed me lunch so when he went to buy lunch I snuck over to where he sat and put a gogurt on his chair. when he sat down it splatted everywhere.
Later during recess He tackled me into the boys bathroom. He began punching me over and over again. Then I snapped, I punched him square in the face and ran. But not fast enough, he was catching up, following me. I swooped down and grabbed a rock. I threw it but it bounce harmlessly off his chest. Once again he tackled me and punched me in the face. He was on top of me punching me saying “ I will always win.”
Then it got weird. I thought of a movie I had just seen and grabbed his fist so he couldn’t punch me. The it just came out “ But I never lose” I said and headbutted him. It sounded like a good idea at the time but, you never win with a headbutt. Later on I got questioned about what happened. I told them everything, word for word. But the bully didn’t my friend Tyler backed me