Personal Narrative

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My whole entire life I played sports and was very active. My parents was always cautious of my every move because, I was rough for a female. I have never broken or even twisted anything intil the age of 16, I was doing my normal flipping off trees and running up hills and flipping. Well this particular day it had already rain and my cousins from california was down for the summer. We all was showing off our moves of what we call petty competition, but I went first as soon as I ran up the small hill my foot slipped and I still contined anyways. To make a long story short I didnt have enough speed for the amount of height that I needed to be off the ground so I landed all wrong. My whole left hand landed in one direction and my pinky went another.