Even if it has been 4 years, I still remember how boring and sad that summer was for me.
One day I was with my frinds in the neighborhood’s park and we were playing different games that were involving running. I stepped bad and I fell and broke my leg. It was terrible for me to stay home all the summer. Of course some friends were visiting me, and I enjoyed that but it wasn’t the same. The were telling me different stories that happened in the park or in their lives and I was so sad I couldn’t be there with them. I think I finished 6 or 7 series with maaaany episodes and nothing on the TV was appealing to me anymore because I knew almost every movie and TV show that were presented.
At the end of the summer vacation I removed my gypsum and went out. Even if I could go out only two weeks that summer they were perfect becaused I learned that I should live the moment when I have it, not to cry that i stayed home almost all the loved summer vacation.