I am almost down the hill, when I flip over, and slide down on my arm.
My mom came rushing over, “Are you okay?” she asks.“My arm hurts,” I reported.“Let's go home then,” she orders.
We were only home for a short time, so my mom could wrap up my arm and call the hospital, then we got in my mom’s car and drive off to the children's hospital.
“We need to do an X-ray, but we’re pretty sure it's broken,” nurse Amanda tells my mom.
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