Fixing My Scrape
One quiet day, I was at Rehoboth Beach with my family and grandparents. It was almost dinnertime so we decided to take a walk/scooter ride around the neighborhood. I was having fun riding my scooter with my sister. She started to tell me to ride the scooter like a skateboard and it looked like it was fun and easy so I tried it out. I did good on my first try, but on my second try I fell and got scraped on the sharp sidewalk! "Oh no!" my family screamed. My scrape was blossoming with fresh blood every second. My dad held me up as we quickly tried to walk back to the house. When we got there, my whole family supported me as we got the scrape clean and bandaged. Their helpfulness and persistence helped me to feel a whole lot better inside and out. Their actions were really generous and kind.