It was a beautiful fall day. I was out riding my bicycle. I guessed I rode over a hole in the road. All of a sudden, WHAM(砰)! I fell off my bicycle. My right side really h!
My head hit the ground h. I lay there for a few minutes. I tried to get up, bI failed! "There must be swrong with me," I thought. I felt so tthat I had to still lie there. Then I saw bon my shoe. My hand and knee were bleeding.
As I lay there, I took off my helmet. There was a sharp rock sticking out of it. I looked at it in f. Thank goodness I wore my helmet!
I shouted for help. At that time, a truck went by. The driver shis truck and came to help me. He put my bicycle in the back of his truck and drove me to the hospital.
When my mother got to the hospital, she gave me a big hug(拥抱). "I'm so glad you were wearing your helmet. The helmet saved your life," she said. She knew I was cbefore and did not always wear my helmet. "Mum, it was not the helmet ithat saved my life, but safety awareness did. I'll ride my bicycle with great care later on!"
