I Never Listen by Melody

I Never Listen by Melody

There are at least five times in my lifetime I regretted my choices big time. All of those moments were after either my mom or my dad warned me about what may happen if I do or don't. One of these times was about a time I wore flip-flops while I started to play the game sharks and minnows.

I was wet. I was soggy and soaked through. I slid off of my soggy car seat. I just came back from swimming and I was dripping wet. I was just about to grab my bag and go home but there, on the playground I saw my friends playing and most importantly without me. I loved my friends back then at the age of six like they were my family. I forgot about my bag completely and ran for them. My mom called to me, “Melody!” I stopped in my track and turned around. She said something about how wet I was.

I told her, “My friends won’t mind.” Then, she told me to change my shoes. I looked down, I was still wearing my flip-flops. They were nice flip flops but all flip-flops are flimsy. The straps that keep my feet in the shoes look like they could break off once I put pressure on it. There wasn’t anything in the back of the shoe so if I slip than the flips flops would fly off of my feet. The front part of the flip-flop could easily get caught on the sidewalk and make me fall. But sneakers, on the other hand, have a back, won’t trip me in the front, and it won’t break that easily. I waited for a few seconds before I answered. “It's fine.” My mom kept insisting over and over again that I go and change my shoes but I made up my mind. I called back to her and then ran on.

Everything was good until we started to play sharks and minnows. Two of my friends were sharks and two were minos. When the sharks say go the minnows run for their lives toward the safe house(the other end of the sidewalk). I was a mino.

The sharks shouted to the minos, "Minos run!" I heard my feet pounding away at the ground as I sprinted for the other side of the sidewalk. A shark trapped me. I spun left then spun right and got through.

“One, two, three, four, five,” I panted as I neared the other side of the sidewalk. That was when it happened. I felt the pool water slipped down my hair, down my back to my feet. My mind started wandering. I was focused on the water dripping down my back for half a second before my foot slid out from under me. I heard screaming. My shoes flew away from my foot, the ground grew near, and BAM! I hit the ground. Red flew before my eyes as my knees came into sight. Then it was over. Red colored my knees, elbows, and pool water dance on my shirt but it was over. My knees, and hands started to numb and soon all I felt was needles and the feeling that my knees, elbows, and hands were numb.

My friends ran over shouting thing like, “Are you ok,” and, “Does it hurt.” When I nodded they stopped talking and lifted me up and together we walk back to our parents. I muttered ow over and over again before we got to our parents. My mom scanned me over and immediately rushed me home. I honestly wanted to play a little more.

My hands and knees didn't hurt that bad. the worst part wasn't even over yet. My mom had to clean me up with the liquidy. THING! It embarrassed me and made me cry all over my stuffed elephant(and apparently I had stuffed animals when I was six).



My mind wanders back to every time I didn't listen to my parents and luck turns on me. The one time I didn't wear a coat and I got sick, the time I forgot a snack, and even times like when I don't check my backpack and I had homework. Even now after five years I sometimes still forget about my coat and check for homework. But at least I will remember to change my shoes when I go out and play in flip-flops. That I will NEVER forget.