Broken

There were fifteen seconds left while playing basketball in gym class. Taking control of the ball, I promptly started dribbling down the court. Just about to shoot a three-pointer, I extended my arm into the air; the ball was just about to leave my fingertips. I jumped and landed right on my ankle.

I stumbled, trying to get up but I just couldn't. Starting to cry buckets by the tons, I couldn't feel my ankle at all. Anyone in this situation would have just wanted the pain to go away and go straight to the nurse. Ms. Emmer came rushing over and told Chloe to take me there. I couldn't stand on my ankle so I was told to sit in the rolling office chair and my friend would push me down to the health room.

I sat down on the chair as Chloe started pushing me through the gym. Once we got to the door, there was another class waiting to enter. I felt so embarrassed getting pushed around on this little chair with wheels so I got up and started to hobble on my one uninjured foot. Chloe helped me walk down as I was still in tears.

Once I sat down, the nurse took off my socks and shoes and my ankle was harshly swollen. It was black and blue, and the size of a tennis ball. Sheer pain would surface through my leg. Every two seconds there was always somebody different coming into the health room to see if I was okay. I began to feel extremely annoyed and overwhelmed by so many people.

My aunt finally got to the school and we began to drive to the hospital. Once we got there, my mom met us in the lobby and I got wheeled into the back room. I was sitting in the wheelchair with my leg propped up.

I got taken back into the exam room to get ex-rays done. I found that I fractured the bottom of my bone in my leg that is known as the tibia. The nurse gave me a black boot and it hurt remarkably bad the first day because my ankle was so swollen.

Having my boot on brought me a lot of attention. It was not that bad at all, in fact I enjoyed it.  If only I were back in those last fifteen seconds. Being back in those last fifteen seconds, I would have still taken that shot. In those fifteen seconds, I would have let myself fall. Being back in those fifteen seconds, I would have my ankle broken.