Memoir 1

Have you ever wondered what it would feel like to get hit in the head with a skateboard? I didn't either until one sunny fall morning before school. It was about the time when the leaves just start to change colour and the bees start to get mean. It all happened om grade 6, skateboarding with my brother on my driveway. My brother and I were just practicing our tricks on our skateboards , alot like other kids our age. Right as I was practicing a "kick-flip" is when I heard it. A buzz of a bee flying right past my face. I should add that I was dealthly terrified of bees. I turned around to see three bees hovering right behind me. I started to freak out, swatting at the insects. This didn't help what so ever in attemping to get them to flee, this, this made them angry. So there I was freaking out and screaming, it got my brothers attention quite quickly. He, being the hero he is, grabbed his board and started to swing is violently at the bees. I was standing idlely by watching is awe as he was attacking the bees. When one of the bees came back towards me, my brother swong his board towards me. Him not knowing where I was, struck me in the head with his board. The pain was so intense and so surprising that it knocked me right off my feet. My brother rushed me into my house, luckily my dad was there. After telling him what happened, he came to the conclusion that i was fine, how wrong he was. After our breif chat with our dad he shipped us out for school. Before school everyday, me and my class mates would play soccer. The running did not help the aching pain in my head. The pain from soccer was not comparible to the sound of the bell ringing. Once the bell rang everyone ran inside to get to class. I had to make a stop in the bathroom before. One of my friends Tim Baker came in after to find me throwing up in one of the stalls. He quickly told the teacher what had happened and my mother came to the school shortly after. I was sent to the doctors to get x- rays. Turns out I fractured my skull.