Personal Narrative: A Short Story

Today was a quiet snowfall and everyone was outside.During the time It was christmas break.People were building snowman,Having snowball fights,Sleding,and just having a blast.the grass was pointing out of the snow.Now the grass was at least 5 inches under the snow.So much snow in 6 hours.The air had a hint of oak wood in it.The snow felt soft but was also thick at the same time.I had plans to go with my grandpa to go christmas shopping the next day,But I didnt know that this was not going to be happening. Tyler looks to me and says, “hopefully we find a hill soon.”

“I know I just can’t wait!” I said.

“If you want I could go get the car and we could drive around to find a hill,” Tyler said.

“No, I think it would take more time to find a hill if we went all the way there and all the way back.” I just couldn't help but feel a strange feeling that almost made me vomit.But At last we found a nice steep Hillside that was easy to go down and easy to get back up.Tyler looks to me and says “to bad someone didn't get the sleds,Looking straight at me,But it's

My sled flew up into the air along with me on top its backside.My arms and legs went flying as if i was a turtle about to fall on its back.time felt immobile and I was helpless.At that point it felt as time was immobile,Life was going slower almost at still before I hit the ground. When I hit the ground I thought I was ok but I landed on a rock which busted open the skin on my ankle.My pant leg was as red as a tamale pepper from the slow steady stream of blood.I lifted up the pant leg and found that the bone was not sticking out of my skin but was a huge burst on my ankle that was bleeding.Tyler was trying so hard to assist me up the hill but he accomplished only about 6 feet up the hill making his face blue and purple like a