The day was August 3, 2012 and I woke up ecstatic and excited to be alive that morning. This was because I had plans to go out with a few of my close friends. Our plans were to go to roller skating, and afterwards go out for frozen yogurt. That day I wore my favorite outfit at the time: a green, striped shirt with a hood in the back, long black, cloth shorts, and crazy monkey socks that were my sister’s from Justice. Before leaving my house on this dreadful day in disguise, I took a photo with my sister and wished my family goodbye. It was around 11:30 AM when my friend’s mom picked me up from my house. I was excited to roller skate considering I had never gone before. It had always seemed fun and interesting to me. Still, on the way to the …show more content…
Looking out into the rink, I could see ten people skating around the rink who looked like they were professional roller skaters. Off to my left there was a concession stand which smelled of freshly made popcorn and cotton candy. Since there was no air conditioning and only one fan in the rink, the room was so stifling that I felt as if an anvil was weighing down my lungs. After taking all of this in I finally got the confidence to step into the rink. I felt little shaky, yet confident. I was on a mission to keep my dignity throughout the entire afternoon. Skating my first few steps, I was very tentative. However, I was skating pretty smoothly after about an hour. I got to a point where I had started to wrap myself around the various poles that were situated in the middle of the roller rink. One particular time, I was going around one of the polls where I had the hardest fall of the day. While falling, my leg slid out from under me and when that happened, I felt a great burning sensation on the lower part of my left leg. It was as if my right leg was on fire My screams of pain pierced the air as everybody in the roller rink watched me writher in