Story Re-Count. I will never forget the time...

Slam! The hot silver gate bounced back onto me. “Stupid gate,” I thought. I was hot and bothered, and got easily angry at things. I criss crossed my way in and out of the scooters lying on the cold, hard floor. I walked out of the busy school, then slowly slipped out of the crowd. I looked up at the sky, then back down. Then all of a sudden, CRASH!

 I woke up on the ground bleeding. What had happened? Where was I? My nose, lip and both knees were bleeding and to top it all of I had this throbbing ache in my left wrist. I looked around and my scooter was lying behind me. The front wheel, in a small hole.  A shiver ran down my spine. I felt like screwing myself up into a paper ball and crying. I sat in the warm sunshine for a bit crying, then wiped away my salty tears and stomped grumpily all the way home.