I sat at on the edge of the cliff with my legs dangling down , looking at the great view. That was the last thing I remembered, the next thing I knew I was lay on the hospital bed with broken arms, broken legs and aching all over.
When I woke up I was quite anxious and shaken, soon after I woke detective d. Jones knocked on the door to question me. I couldn’t remember anything for a while , but then it all came flooding back.
I had seen a bird below and peered down to see the colours of the beak and I bent down a little too far and then after that I was falling from high in the air.
I continued answering D. Jones’s questions. A solitary tear rolled down my face. It was all too much to bear. The pain was getting worse, why did I sit on that cliff?
from lauren year 6