Pavement.

What happened to me today in poetical form.

Pavement.

A cold wintery day with a friend.
Feeling like a child.
I asked for a piggie-back ride.
And She smiled.

I hopped on her back.
Hoping I do not fall.
Behold!
The worst thought of all!

I hear her hit the ground.
I close my eyes.
As I fly through the air.

I land with a thud.
With sharp pains in my face.
Feeling the blood.
I look around.

I see my friend.
She is unharmed.
But I am not.
I go to class.
With a horrible feeling in my gut