My Life

Break a Leg!

It's been a while since it happened, but it was probably the most scariest thing that has happened to me in my life! And if you think that this was bad, well, it's just the beginning...

Right, so it's Day 4 on the timetable at school. The first 2 periods is a double...of sport. Look, I'm wiling to give everything a go, but sport just isn't my thing. And I think everyone knows that too.
So we go to warm up, a quick couple of laps around the gymnasium and we'll get started. Off I go. 1 lap, 2 laps, last lap! The teacher was watching my every move. I go to take my last step before I reach the finish and BAM! I flipped, tumbled and now crumpled on the floor. I see all the faces of my classmates staring down at me. I couldn't speak. My voice was gone. The only thing there was cries of pain coming from my mouth. Gina, the first aid lady came running with the wheelchair to get me up and out of there. My friends watched me as I was wheeled out of the gym. I was in too much pain to wave so I just stared back at them. It was the only thing I could do.

We had reached the first aid room. Gina helped me up and placed me on the bed. She took my shoes off and pushed my feet on the bed, ever so slightly. She gave me a glass of cold water and the box of tissues. I never drank the water. I took a sip then almost froze. It was like Gina just took a trip to Antarctica, getting just 1 glass of water to soothe an injured person. And trust me, it didn't soothe me down 1 little bit.

Gina left, trying to call Mum. I cried. There was finally a moment just to myself where I could just cry. Crying because of pain, crying because I just wanted to go home. Crying because, and it sounds really babyish, but because I wanted Mum. I wanted her arms to wrap around me and just calm me down. But, it never happened. I sat there for a while, not being able to move, not being able to talk without my eyes watering. Brittany came in to check on me. She always does that when I'm sad or hurt. But it didn't make me feel better.

Mum finally rang back school after the rest of the 2 periods of sport and recess. She came in an instant, a worried look plastered on her face. It never went, it didn't even fade. Gina grabbed the crutches and gave them to me. The last words she said to me was "Good Luck". Mum and I went to the lockers. Look, Mum hasn't touched a lock for a little while so she had trouble opening mine. I stood near the staff room, watching Mum. She looked over at me, and gave me the look that said "I'm sorry Stell, I can't do it." I came over too her, struggling but got there. I explained to her how to to it then I felt this overwhelming rush that came to me.
"Mum, I don't feel very well" I said to her. The moment that comment was said, Hazel came out. She forgot one of her books for the language session.
Mum said to me " If you're going to throw, that's fine, we'll clean it up later" but I never threw up. I felt something else.