My Wrist Short Story

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My wrist

CRACK! The sound of my wrist breaking. When you realize something is wrong. Seeing all the snow and incline of the hill when you're at the bottom. Seeing your brother and his friends looking at you at the bottom.
It was a saturday and I woke up and I wanted to go sledding. I asked my brother if he would take me he said. He said ‘’ok.’’ I put on my coat, snow pants, gloves and my hat. I grabbed my sled and I told my dad I was going sledding. Me and my brother started walking Until we arrived at the hill. We started sledding at the hill for about a hour. We kept sledding for a while until I went down the hill. I was going fast and there was a ramp at the bottom I didn't want to hit the ramp. I hit the ramp even though I didn't want

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