An Assisted Personal Narrative by Celine © October 2011

t was the most boring, dreadful, annoying, stupid summer holiday ever. Nothing to do, nothing to talk about, nothing to play with, NOTHING!!!! I was dying of boredom. I began to knock my head on the door. “EVERYBODY, I AM BORED!”(Well there wasn’t everybody, there was my brother).

Anyway, an idea popped into my head: to roller skate! I knew it was a boring idea, but I just did it. I slid one foot into the roller skate, then the other. Just in a minute I began to have just a little tiny fun. I decided to skate all around the world (house). I felt like creating an obstacle course. I started to feel floppy but I didn’t stop and I had no idea why. “Celine”, my brother called. “Yes,” I answered,” what do you want?” “Never mind”, he replied.  I was too busy thinking about what he was going to tell me for some reason when I glanced into the window and didn’t notice I was still skimming through the obstacle course I had made an hour ago. I slipped on my back and landed on my arm

I felt discomfort my arm was killing me! It felt as if it was the end of the world, my arm turned as bright as a tomato. It began to swell up I could see the big blue bruise appearing on my arm it was worthless to look at.

“Sami!” I screamed. My brother came running to me he helped me get up and I got ice and while two hours past my arm felt a little better

After all I learned that I should never be clumsy.