The Fence Research Paper

The Fence It was a warm summer afternoon on the Benton Homestead, close to the year of 2003. A group of friends and family decided to get together to ride the dirtbike track. However, today was a special day, for it was going to be one young man’s first ever chance to ride a dirtbike. This young man had rode his dirt bike in the yard with the safety of his father at his side a few times before, but nothing could prepare me for the gruesome incident that was about to take affect. It was a seemingly safe and fun day riding around, doing tricks, and showing off to each-other. All the adults were making their laps on the tracks hitting the big jumps, while the youngsters stayed off to the side for safety. I slid my feet down into my boots,

Although my dad taught me the gas, and how to go forward, he hadn’t been there while I was trying to stop. I was confused and unsure of what to do as the bike kept lunging forward towards the eerie barbed-wire fence. I looked down to see what I could do but nothing stood out to my eyes. Immediately after that, I cried out for my dad who had no chance of hearing me over the loud roars of the dirt bikes. I swiftly whipped my head back around to look and see how close the end was for me. Thoughts were shooting through my head. Was this the end for me? Could it kill me? Maybe I can fly through it once the bike makes a stop. The front tire of the bike hit the bottom strand of the fence and rolled right over it. I rode farther into the fence until finally the bike was going slow enough that I fell over. However, when I fell, is when the real injuries started. The fence sliced through the bottom of my left arm, and made a small incision on my right arm as well. My head seemed to fall in slow motion as my neck slid right past the worst part of the fence, luckily only giving me one tiny cut along the front of my collar. I jumped up like a bolt of lightning and ran over to try and flag my dad down on the track. I fell down into the nasty manure ridden dirt. By the time that I managed to get back up, my uncle came rushing over to aid me with my wounds. Once we made it over to his