My Family story

There is one family story that my parents like to share with everybody. They think it was rather extreme. I was about ten years old it was in a summer time. I was out in the park playing with my friends. We would play hide-and-seek or tag, it was always fun for us to spend time together. There was an old willow tree that we were not allowed to climb. Therefore, one of my friends dares me to climb that tree. Without thinking twice I started to climb the tree. I was almost on the top, when something went wrong, one of the branches I was holding on to, broke. I started to loose my balance, I didn’t have anything to grab on to and I fell off the tree. Needless to say, I broke my arm. All the kids that were watching me were shocked. I got to say, my mom was very mad at me for doing it. Of course, she took me to the hospital and they took good care of me. It was a fearful experience. I learned to always listen to what my mom says and try not to climb anymore trees.