Personal Narrative Mckyla Grissinger This is a story about how I fell multiple times over and over. One bright sunny day where the weather seemed perfect and there was no wrong in the world. Me and my brother Tristin were hanging out then we decided to go talk with our mom about finally getting longboards after a long discussion she agreed. We received the longboards as a late Christmas present very pricy present but an amazing present at that. We went to a skate shop about twenty minutes from our home and picked out two longboards; mine was one that kind of resembles a surfboard and my brothers that reminds me strangely of a platypus. We tried them out in the store then I found out I stink at skating and my brother was surprisingly good. …show more content…
As we walked over to the parking lot I started to get really excited to try out my longboard. The first time I actually tried out my longboard I completely biffed it. When I put my foot on the board and pushed off for the first time it felt as if I slipped on a banana peel. I kept trying to get it, I swear I tried it a million times. After a while, a long while I was finally able to push myself off successfully wasn’t able to turn, or really do much but I could go in a straight line. It took months to get even remotely good at skateboarding. The day after I got my skateboard and learned how to ride in a straight line; my brother had an idea. A very bad idea at that, and me being young and dumb was all for it. I was think it was one of the best ideas ever, I mean what could possibly go