Nice Day For The Beach.

I was looking outside the window and said to myself “Wow, its a nice day to go to the beach”. Firstly I had to ask my parents if I could go and they said Yes! I called up my friends and asked if they wanted to come. Obviously they all did. I couldn’t wait, it was so hot, I just wanted to have a day out.

Once we arrived we dropped everything and ran straight to the Ocean. Ahhh was what I felt once I jumped into the cool nice water. Going out was the last thing I wanted to do, but I wanted to play a game. I asked them if they wanted to,  we ended up playing touch. I didn’t mind, unless we got to play something.

So we went out and played on the grass. I was running for the try line but then I tripped up. I think I sprained my ankle, it was hurting. My friends helped me up. They laid me down on a chair, I told them I was alright and they could go.

My friends started to play Volley, because touch was getting boring. I was pretty upset because I didn’t want to miss out on the fun. But I had to sit down and relax my foot. Hours later my foot started to hurt, I didn’t know why. So I called up dad and told him to come pick me up. I was gutted because I didn’t get stay and play with my friends.

It was something worse than a sprained ankle, but i didn’t know what it was. So my dad took me straight to the hospital. Today ended up being one of the worst days of my life so far. I didn’t want to be in a hospital for my holidays, I wanted to be with my friends.