One chilly fall evening I went to port farms with my family. I was around the age of 4 and I was so excited to go. I remember this day very specifically even though I was very young. 

We walked around taking pictures and having so much fun, after a while my mom took me and my sister to the slides. My mom was watching me and my sister going down the slide while we were smiling and laughing. I was having so much fun, so I kept going down.

My mom told me that we were going to leave and go meet up with my family somewhere else. I got a running head start and jumped onto the slide, but I landed on my arm badly and started screaming in pain. 

I couldn’t communicate yet, therefore my mom didn’t know what was wrong. We went home and it kept hurting. I whined and whined until she realized something was wrong. She took me to the hospital and they told my mom I broke my arm. I got a blue cast and got a lot of people to sign it.