Armed with a stick and vivid imagination, Mayaa hopped and pranced about, swinging the stick back and forth like a sword. She was a brave adventurer seeking treasure, looking high and low to see where she would find her spoils.
Leaping over rocks and roots, Mayaa grinned, filled with excitement. What would she find? What would she see! What would-

Mayaa ended up tripping over one of the tree roots, sprawling flat on the ground as one of her arms twisted a strange way.
Owwie ow ow!
She curled up, clutching the arm to herself. Had she broken it? She sincerely hoped not.

Hitsuzen
Sorry for the wait ahhhh
Hope this is ok! (They can be outside near the school idk)