Storyline

I was walking around the lake. I saw a duck eating cookies. I also saw someone flying in the air without a broom. I got a broom from home and tried to fly off it but I fell and broke my arm. My arm was hurting so bad. So I dunked it in a bucket of cold water. Sadly, water got all over the floor; so when I went to stand up I fell. And this time I broke my ankle. I tried to stand up, but I couldn’t. So, I raised my head and shouted, “Help” as loud as I can. There was no answer. Then I went to the hospital and had to be in a wheelchair for the rest of my life, or so they told me. Then, a miracle happened, at age 32, I didn't need a wheelchair anymore. I was so happy that I went out to celebrate and invited lots of friends. One of my friends did not come. Although he didn't come, I was still elated that I was no longer wheelchair bound so I went on my first run. But maybe it was too soon because as soon my feet left the ground - like i was flying... i fell, hard. The pain rushed up my legs to my face, I laid there for a second before trying to get up, just the someone walked over.