Journal 1b

 I fell out of a 3 story window
1. It was about 10 years ago, my cousin and I Dayquan had just come from school and had finished homework. He was just talking about a wrestling move from the night before because I was not allowed to watch. After he explained the moved he tried to demonstrate it, me being a willing participant allowed he to execute the maneuver .naturally he wasn't strong enough to hold me up. Long story short he slipped on a toy that was on the floor and I fell out of his arms and fell out of the open window behind us three story's bellow. My fall was muffled by the trees and I was surprisingly unharmed. I then walked back up stairs and we told our parents the story.

 I leaped over the hood of a car
2. It was a boring Saturday afternoon at the supermarket. My mom and I where grocery shopping an I was looking at all the things that I couldn't have. Suddenly I had the sudden urge to use the bathroom. After holding for several minutes I then told her that I had to go to the bathroom. Naturally being in a supermarket there was no place to go. She then gave me the keys to the house and told me to go and come back but don't forget to lock the door behind me. I raced out of the supper market and down the street. I heard a voice behind me and I turned around, not realized how quickly I was approaching the street. A few moments later I saw a car out of the corner of my I then leaped into the air and grazed the hood of the car landing safely on the other side. I continued to run while ignoring the cursing drivers behind me

My father got hit by a car
3. The event happened before I was born so what was told to me most likely is of a broken memory. My father had told me he was about 8 year’s old crossing the street with his two friends. It was an old 1 way street that not many cars had came through one of his friend stopped to play around in the street, being young and irresponsible they all joined in on the "fun" they had been playing for a few moments when out of nowhere a driver swerved around the corner and honked his horn. The other two kids wildly ran across the street while he looked in fear. The driver then slammed on the brakes and hit my father. He then rolled across the pavement all bruised and scratched up but got up with no serious injures, and the driver continued to ride away.