english descriptive writing autobiography

I had to lean round a corner and jump to the next roof. I wasnt ready, but with my reputaton on the line i had to do it. I took big steps to avoid the green merky puddles; and before i could even say a prayer it was right there infront of me. A gaping gap atleast 5ft wide, which at the time would of been a whole foot bigger than me. I became disconected, everything was focused on that gap, and every second i looked at it seemed to get bigger. I could hear everyone shouting in the distance, but nothing was registering to my mind. I clung onto the edge of the wall, leant round the corner took a few more seconds to concentrate and jumped. Everyone gasped. I griped onto the edge, but the momentom was too strong. My fingers slipped, and i plummetted to the pavement. SMACK!

____One of the girls screamed. As i hit the floor for some strange reason i had de'javu. Ive had a few accidents as a child but none as bad as that. After about 5 seconds i got up, put my head into my hands thinking the pain would go away. But it didnt and anyone who tried to help i snaped at. After a minute or two i realised i needed to go home, so as i took my hands away from my face they were warm. I opened my eyes and my hands were coated in blood. Once my friends had realised i had calmed down they rushed to my aid. They picked me up and i thought i just hsd a nose bleed untill i heard a voice behind me "look at his arm" The voice was spoken in shock which urged me to turn and look at my arm. I paused and stared, i didnt evan recognise it, it looked like something that had just come out of the alphabet. It was broken and bent into the destinct shape of a W. Now that i had noticed the wreck my arm was in the pain began to enforce it almost rattled my arm with agony. I got to my door and pounded on the pine which rattled the walls inside. The door swung open, and my mothers face was screwed up with intention to scream but all of a sudden her face unfolded and her eyebrows rose. "what have you done to your head" She sat me down and went to fetch the lady next door, she was a school nurse she actually worked at my school so she had seen to me before. My mum rushed in with Mrs Jenkins who had a sling and an icepack. My face was cleaned and my arm was wrapped before i had evan noticed a table full of food sitting right next to me. Many of my senses were dull, but the plain sight of a table full of indian food, my mouth couldnt help but water. I shuffled gently with a groan to the edge of my seat, licked my lips and extended my arm."NO", i was interupted with a dig in the back and a sharp slap on the shoulder."but why" i pleaded, and then the soft voice of Mrs Jenkins "luke sweetheart if you eat anythin you are most likely to throw it up".

After a few minutes my head began to sweat and my eyes were roling back into my head. The room began to spin like a roundabout and short sharp powerfull jerks helped to keep my concussed brain awake. Her soft sweet voice turned to a growl, she hoisted my limp body to an upright position and told me we had to go. Would you believe it, with the condition i was in i had to get a cab to the hospital.

A few days later i came out with a broke arm, a fractured skull, a good couple of weeks off school which was thw best part and definately worth the pain.