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Personal Narrative: Childhood Injuries

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Childhood injuries were common every now and then when I was younger. One of my first injuries I remember having was on a swing set. Around the age where I was a toddler and had a baby sitter, we would go outside and play on the days it was sunny or warm. So the first thing I would run to is the swing set. After this point I would start swinging and think that it would be impressing to do a stunt. (Till this day, I still do this stunt on a swing set) The little rascal that I was thought it would be impressing to lean back and wrap my legs around the swing chains with my head closer to the ground. So, as the swing was coming back down, I had my head a little too close to the ground and scraped my forehead in the dirt. After this happened, I ran inside crying my eyes out telling the babysitter that the swing set needs a time out. This is one of the injuries I will never forget. After a few years passed by, and I got to the age six, times got even better. At this point we were still in the same house. From what I remember grandpa came over to the house and dropped off his new four wheeler for me, my brother, and sisters to have fun on. So after waiting for my turn, I finally get …show more content…

So, I was riding my bike and I guess I was being rude and was riding close to my brother. I do it again a few minutes later and scrap his leg with the tire. Soon after I scraped his leg, somehow I fell off my bike and I got back up and looked at him and he shot me in the leg with a bb gun. After he shot me, he walked over and shot my bike tire. So not only was I in pain, my bike now needs a tire. I was very mad and depressed! Lets just say that bb gun got taken away and my brother got what he deserved. I tell you what, when you're that young, a bb hurts! Then a few years later he shot my other tire of the bike I had then. I never did have a steady bike till I was

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