When I was 7 or 8 I was stuck in the house because it was raining outside. When it was done raining I made it my business that I was going to go play on the monkey bars. Me and another friend went outside and I was so happy and ready to go play outside. My oldest brother Antonio was outside playing on the basketball court with his friends. while I was on the playground with my friend I made it past the first two and when I got to the third bar I slipped and feel on my left elbow. After falling I realized that I didn't want to play on the monkey bars anymore so I went to watch my brother and his friends play basketball I wasn't crying or anything. My father looked over the balcony and asked was I ready to come in and I said no. As soon as my dad went in the house I told my brother that I was ready to go in the house. When I got in the house I told my dad that my elbow hurt and he asked can I move it I told him no. After I told him no he called the hospital and they told him to tell me pick up the top to a shoe box and I couldn't pick it up. So they told him bring me in. My mother came and got me and took me there with my father and they told me it was broke :(. they poked me in my right arm I do not know why. The next day came and I was able to go home they feed me some ravioli and gave me apple juice and sent me on my way. When I got home I was out of school for a while and I stayed over my grandma house for a couple nights. My elbow got better and better and the doctor told me to help I should fold clothes and so I did that and my arm got better in no time.
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