Ella

One sunny Monday afternoon Callum made a really bad decision on the back lawn next to the green grass bottomed trampoline and rode his crazy goat like it was a horse. However it was not one and the goat went psycho and suddenly started to run away, prancing crazy like a deer. Callum fell off the goat and had a black out. Jade and I called Mum and Dad. When he woke up after a long long time we noticed he had obviously broken his arm because he was screaming "I broke my arm! I broke my arm!" over and over. On the way to the hospital I nearly turned out deaf for real because of him screaming even louder. His scream was definitely not a boy’s scream. It was a girl scream so it was extremely loud and his seat is right next to me. When we got to the hospital he quietened down a little bit because he was shy. When he got to the doctor he could not talk because he was in way too much pain. Dad, Jade and I had to wait in the loud waiting room for ages because we couldn't be in the big lights room (as my sister and I call it.) Mum was allowed to go in with him because he did not want to go in on his own. Anyway, I didn't want to go in so only mum went in with Callum. Mum came out while they did the x-ray and the doctor came out when they were finished and stared at me suspiciously like he thought that I did it. He said Callum had broke his funny bone ‘but it did not seem very funny’ I said, and then the doctor took mum back in. When Callum came out of the big lights room 3 hours later he had a blue cast and he was in a small black wheelchair. When we got to the door he got out of the wheelchair and we walked to the car with mum and dad. We went home and he never even thought about doing it again.