Fiction+story-Annalise+B

Caroline Annalise B I dropped what I was doing immediately, as I watched and heard it happen, Caroline, who was only three at the time,she fell to the ground, and landed straight on her little three year-old-arm. Snap, pop, snap, was the only thing I could hear. She stayed there, and didn’t move an inch. She just lied there crying, her face as red as a strawberry, her arm was swollen and turning black and blue. Luckily, my family was at Caroline’s house when this happened.

Nobody else noticed that Caroline fell, not even Abby realized that her sister was on the ground. That means that I was the one that made the mistake of not telling what had happened to her. When we went upstairs for dinner Caroline didn’t come up with us, so when Miss. Ashley asked, “Where is Caroline?” My shy, four-year-old answer was ”She is in the bathroom.” I gulped down my food as fast as a tornado swallows up a small town, and like a gust of wind I was back downstairs in the basement to tend to Caroline. “Caroline!” I exclaimed, as I was shaking her to try to get her up. “Caroline, you need to get up right now! Come on Caroline!” She didn’t answer me Abby still hadn’t realized that her sister was on the ground, but there was no sense in trying to get her help me because she would have waived me off and stay glued to her Polly Pocket.

When they called us back up for desert, about 30 minutes later, I made Caroline get up and go upstairs. “Oh my gosh! What happened?” Miss. Ashley asked in a worried mother type of voice. Caroline didn’t reply, mainly because she couldn’t, she was gasping for air because she had been crying so much, and I made her walk up the stairs. So I explained what I saw in my best grown up voice, “Caroline fell on the ground and landed on her arm, but nobody else saw it happen and if they did they most likely wouldn’t have dropped what they were doing to help her.”

“You guys have desert. I am going to take Caroline to urgent care”, Miss. Ashley said in a somewhat calm but shaky voice. “Save some desert for me!” Caroline called out weakly as her mom was carrying with one arm and opening the door with the other hand.

It was a long, suspenseful wait for Caroline and her mom to get back, but when they did Caroline had a blue sling that wrapped around her neck and covered her left arm so you could only see little stubs where her fingers should be. “She broke the bone that runs from her thumb through her wrist and to her elbow.” Miss Ashley said in that worried mother voice again. All three of the kids, Hayes, Abby, and I, surrounded her, throwing question at her like we were pitchers in major league baseball and she was the batter. “Why don’t you guys sit down and watch a movie”, my mom said kind of giggling. “What movie do you guys want to watch?”

We ended up watching Robots, eating popcorn, and drinking soda. I still remember that we were dinking Dr. Pepper and eating movie theater style popcorn. That was the first out of eight times that Caroline has broken an arm. Luckily she hasn’t broken the same arm every time. To this very day, 7 years later, Caroline is still one of my very good friends although I don’t get to see her that often because she lives in Georgia.