The ocean, blue and enormous. Oh how I loved the thought of excitement when we visit my mother's friend- who was living near this vast deep water. But some things don't go as planned as they say...

One sunny morning we (my bro, me and my mom) finally arrived at the Friend's house. 'YAY!' I thought to myself with great enthusiasm. Finally the motion sickness has faded away as well. sweatdrop Thank God. My mom and brother had to eat which made me more anxious and impatient. So, I decided to walk outside their house.-they had a gate just so you know.

Oh yeah, I forgot to mention their house was on top of a hill AND their gate entrance was way down.

I felt giddy inside that I decided to pretend I was a plane...yes a plane. stare SO anyways I swooshed around. When I saw the down hill...yes as you thought I wanted to go down hill-like a plane about to fly but only downwards. O_x; 'Weee!'

And when I did the force of motion was strong that I couldn't break. My fragile legs were too...er fragile. I crashed myself to the entrance gate, my knee grazed through the rough cement. My body was numb-realizing what a stupid stunt I pulled.

Anyways I went back up, limping. D=

Yes, when I went to the ocean the wound stung. crying