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There I was. Standing on top of the biggest hill in our neighborhood. My friends standing here next to me. We have our bikes and my friends are daring me to go down this hill. After a while I decided to go down, but the deal was my friend had to come down with me. So we went, my friend went first. He got down fine but when I was going down I hit a huge rock that I didn’t see. I hit this rock then I flew off my bike and hit the ground below. After that I pretty much just remember hurting. Like I was all dizzy after I hit the ground. My friends carried me home. A couple kids carried me and one took my bike home. On the way to my house a guy pulled over and asked if we needed a ride. My friends said no way. I think back on this and wonder. The guy that asked if we needed a ride was very nice. It’s just that my house was like 2 streets away. When I got home my mom was running all over the place. She was putting ice packs and band aids and whatever else she could find around the house on my face and arms. She called the doctor and I went in that same night. The doctor gave