Written by Cristopher Hernandez Cid
I was 12 years old when I broke my elbow. It was a sunny day in Puerto Plata, Dominican Republic when I decided to play marbles with my friend and cousin. My grandma did not let us play in the street because there were too many cars. So, we decided to play on the roof of the house. The roof was made of cement.
While we were playing marbles, I fell from the roof and broke my elbow! I was having too much fun and was not paying attention. But, I did not tell my grandma until the next day when I couldn't move my arm because of the pain. It was a strong pain. My grandma was really mad at me because I did not tell her. Then my grandma and I went to the hospital so they could put a cast on my arm. After that, I stayed at home for a couple of days so my arm could heal. When I got back to school, the students were asking what happened to me. I replied that I broke my elbow because I was playing marbles on the roof of the house. It was a very bad day for me.