When I broke my arm a week before, I guess it must have hurt. But it no! We do PE at school, and we did a pyramid. We had to stand on each other's shoulders. I was right at the beginning. We can not do it properly because suddenly the pyramid collapses, and they both fell toiTat! I landed on my arm. Mr. Jenkins would know immediately that I broke my arm because he had sent someone to call an ambulance. "Sit still and do not move your arm at all until the ambulance arrived," he said. I can still remember the feeling; My arm was numb and looked very strange, but there was no pain at all. I remember thinking; "It should not be damaged. If it was broken, I will be in pain." I think that can not feel any pain because I was shocked. Plaster should come in about three weeks, but it may need to stay longer. It depends on the break to heal correctly. Three weeks may not be the best three weeks of my life-no basketball, not playing in the playground, no boi- but I'm counting my blessings. It could have been much worse!
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