Why I hate Trampolines.

45 7 18
                                    

The picture above is what I looked like. My neck cracked. I swear I heard it... Anyway, here's what happened -

So me and my BFF were just chillin on the trampoline at her house, with her little sisters (who we both hate). So, we decided to play Popcorn. Biggest. Mistake. EVER. So, I was in a ball blah blah blah, then they start jumping. So I tip backwards and start panicking, and then I can't breath. My neck bent into me, I swear it did. I tried sputtering out 'Help me' and 'I can't breath', and caught their attention. I managed to flip myself over, but I couldn't breath. I HEARD my neck crack. Worst sound in the world. My BFF's Aunt ended up saving me, and it took almost five minutes for me to breath normal. I was pretty much heaving for five minutes before calming down fully. I told them I was fine, I doubt they believed me. I don't care though. I just sorta sat on the swing at their house (where this all happened), and watched them continue their game. For a week, when I ran, I had to heave my lungs to breath. I'm better now. This all happened almost two/three months ago. I haven't dared get into the trampoline since.

My Art Book 2.0! <3Where stories live. Discover now