Tuesday, 17 February 2015

The Day Of The Accident: Part 1

It started off like any other Wednesday (little did I know I was going to break both my arms that day, one certainly doesn’t plan these things).

That day my younger sister and I went to school and got picked up by our mum afterwards to take us trampolining.

Often while driving to our local leisure centre my mum would fret over the risks of getting injured trampolining, especially since she knew I was going to be doing flips after flips. I would just laugh and joke about it because there was no way I would quit trampolining.

Waving goodbye, mum shouted to be careful. Trampolining is a dangerous sport after all, as I have found out the hard way.