As I get on the bus, I scan the seats for her. I see her blonde hair in the back. I walk back and sit next to her telling her about my weekend and telling her about all the things my dad yelled at me and my mom about. After a while we get to school and the principle steps up into the bus having to duck so he doesn't hit his head. He says that we are having an evacuation drill and that we have to go out the back. I jump out and turn around to see if she was next. We walk into school. Later at recess I find her and we decide to swing on the swings. We were laughing about us double dating when she slipped off into the air. Everything went into slow motion as I saw her flailing around in the air. When she hit the ground I heard the crack. I ran up to her and she was sobbing. A teacher, I did not know, walked over and I quickly explained what happened. I asked if I could go with her to the office and the teacher told me I had to stay there and that she would be ok. The rest of the day I was sad and nervous. I didn't understand why but I was. The next day she came back to school with a cast on her arm...
*** Third grade***
