The powerful wind whips my hair across my face as I struggle to regain footing. The beating rain makes it hard to see even two feet ahead. I look over only to see Lyla having the same struggles. Suddenly, I leap over a deep puddle, attempting to make it over. The second my feet leave the ground I know this was a bad idea. As soon as I make it back down, something goes wrong. I slip, causing myself to fall flat on the mud. “Ow!” I exclaim. “What happened?” asked Lyla in a worried tone, “Are you hurt?” “I don’t think so,” I reply. “That's good,” says Lyla, relieved. I see a flash of lightning in the distance. Harder than ever the wind is blowing the rain every which way. “Wait, never mind,” I feel pain shoot up my leg as I attempt to stand up. That is when I realized. My leg is broken. I wanted to make the injury different but I'm posting it on scratch and it's on my school Chromebook so..... sadly I couldn't
