My Clumsiness

     If i could change one thing that happened to me in my past I think that I would change my clumsiness in general. This does not seem like much, but between the ages 4 and 12 I did some pretty stupid stuff that got me either really hurt or close to getting killed, a lot of them involving bikes and trikes.

     When I was 6, I lived in Parma on a road called Fernhill. This road was kind of steep and I always road my trike down it. One time, I road my trike down and I was going really fast and there was a few acorns in the middle of the sidewalk. When my front wheel hit it, my bike flipped forward and sent me and my bike flying into the grass. My bike fell on top of me and it hurt, but not as much as when I was 12. I was riding my

 bike down the a road which was also steep. I was kind of stupid and bad at making decisions, so instead of riding my bike in front of a building, I rode around it. I saw a large SUV and could not see anything from my angle. I made a hard left turn and smashed my bike into a brick wall, I was going so fast that my chest bashed into the handles and they broke off. I was in a lot of pain, so I limped to a bench that was nearby. When I sat down was when the pain got worse, the pain was delayed for some odd reason.
     I am sure that if I was not too clumsy when I was younger than I would not have so many embarrassing scars and cracked ribs. My parents would probably stop talking about my obvious mess ups. One of which is that when I was 9, I almost fell off my apartment balcony and my mom gets really anxious and scared when ever I go up high places like roller coasters and high diving boards. I would get more respect and people would not be scared of me messing up all the time.