An Short Story about the Time I Have Broke My Ankle

I was across the street baby-sitting for my neighbor. I had to come home because my mother wanted me to do the dishes before I started babysitting. As I finished the dishes my mother started yelling at me for taking to long to walk across the street to do the dishes. Then I went back across the street and watched the kids for a few hours. My mother told me when I got done babysitting that we would go shopping at the mall. I was so excited that when I got done babysitting, I ran out of the house so fast that when I reached the bottom step, I fell so hard that I broke my ankle. I landed with my foot flat on its side and my leg went straight up. All I could hear was a crack crack crack really fast going up all through my body. …