A month has passed and I was really beginning to like roller skating, not that I would tell Mom that. I would roller skate at least once, or twice a day. I don't know what it is, but when I skate there's just something that calms me, that makes me feel like... I'm flying.
Today I decided to get up early, and go roller skating. I got up brushed my teeth, took a shower, then threw on some shorts, a t-shirt, and some jogging shoes. After putting my mud brown hair into a messy bun, I headed downstairs where mom was in the kitchen making breakfast.
"Goodmorning, Mom." I said when I came into the kitchen, kissing her on the cheek.
"Well you're in a good mood this morning." Mom said, turning around to study me.
I shrugged. "I was just thinking on going outside to roller skate this morning, if thats okay with you?" I ask, trying to act as neutral as possible.
"Of course. How do you like skating so far?" She asked, giving me a plate of eggs, pancakes, and bacon.
"Oh. I mean... I'm not complaining." I told her and started eating.
"Oh, that's good. Well, I have to run to the grocery store in a little while. Do you mind helping watch Jace and Christina until I come back?" She asked.
"No, not at all. I can watch them when I get back from skating." I told her.
She nodded "Thanks, sweetie." She said, and kissing my temple before heading into the living room.
Once I was done eating I ran upstairs, grabbed my skates, and ran outside.
After I finally got my skates on, I raced down the sidewalk. I FINALLY mastered how to balance a few weeks ago, now I'm working on speed. There was a corner coming up and I tried to slow down so I could turn.
I frowned, trying again my eyes widening. I couldn't stop. I COULDN'T STOP!
I reached out and tried to grasp onto one of the gates that I was flying past but missed, causing me to tip forward. I instinctively put my hand and knees out in front of me, skidding down the sidewalk.
When I finally came to a stop tears had already welled up in my eyes, and were pouring down my face as I examine the injuries. Although blood was gushing out of my hands and knees, you could undeniably see that there was glass present in the wounds.
I ripped the skates from my feet. Wincing from the wound on my hands making contact, I ran home barefoot and crying.
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The Roller Skates
Fiksi RemajaJazmine is a shy girl. She never takes risks, and she's not very social so stays in the house all day. That is... until her mom forces her to learn how to roller skate. Read more to see what happens!!
