It was a steaming, humid day of August in 2013. Nick & I were playing outside when I asked “Can I use your new longboard”. He said “ Yes but you might want to wear a helmet”. I said “I’ll Be fine”.
In a blink of an eye, I was on the street bleeding very bad. All I saw was pebbles and asphalt. When I came out of the darkness I saw my mother washing down my face with a wash cloth. Just after she pulled it away, it was red as a rose pedal. I asked how bad it was and she said “Not that bad.” Knowing Mothers sometimes under exaggerate I instantly stood up ran to the mirror. There was a visible cut all the way down to my cheek. You could see the bone in my forehead.
Immediately after that we went to the ER we had to wait briefly for the doctor be able to see me. While we were walking endless corridors and hallways to his office he, made a terrible joke. We arrived at his office and he took off my bandage on my head. He said it was not a major injury, but it would need a couple of days to heal. …show more content…
My mother said it is necessary for me to go, but she let me stay home after a bit of begging. The accident left me with a scar on my face . After that incident, I learned that a helmet can bring about a difference. You need to wear protective gear when doing most activities. From then on I wore a helmet while I was on a skateboard. To do that even though I did not want to, I had to think about all the consequences of not wearing a helmet. I was lucky because I received an electric dirt bike and fell off two more times. I could have gotten seriously gotten hurt both times without a helmet. Being open to continuous learning helped me not make that mistake