In the seventh grade, I was invincible. I could do anything I wanted without being stopped or hurt, so I had this coming to me. It was a beautiful day in October and my whole family was over at my cousin Ryan’s house. Like always Ryan and I went out to play on the trampoline before we ate dinner and that’s when the whole day went wrong.
On this day I was being unusually daring, my cousin Ryan and I were on his trampoline. We played a little harmless game of horse trampoline. Ryan missed his attempt, which made it my turn. So I tried a double front flip I did the first flip with ease, but then on the way around on my second flip I flew too far through the air and hit my head on the metal siding of the trampoline.
All I could see was red. The red that I saw was of course blood, which was coming out like a waterfall from my forehead. Ryan saw what happened and immediately ran into the house and told my mom. She came running out of the house with a ton of towels and applied pressure on my forehead, my dad followed her out and carried me to the car and rushed us off to the hospital. While we were driving to the hospital I was zoning in and out, I didn’t know where I was or what happened, so my mom just kept applying pressure to my forehead to slow down the bleeding, she also tried to keep me conscious but she was unsuccessful.
They rushed me into the emergency room. The doctors took me back to some foreign room and they immediately cleaned off my forehead so they could see the gash. While they were doing that my parents were in the room and my dad was watching soon he freaked out. The nurses noticed him turning real white and realized that he was close to fainting, so they took him out into the waiting room. The doctors found that the gash was pretty deep and long. The doctor said they would need to put ten stitches into my forehead. So they start preparing me for stitches then they try strapping my arms and legs down, so I...