Keianna

My sisters turned 14 this past weekend. The twin terrors are finally old enough to terrorize me in a territory: my school. When school starts up again I’ll be ready for the coveted and eagerly awaited senior year, which will only be slightly tainted by the twins’ entry into freshman year. I can’t pinpoint how I feel about that yet, and would rather put it off until the first day off school.

So back to them turning the big one four. They decided they wanted to go rollerskating, then changed their mind a thousand more times. My dad finally put his foot down with a gentle “I already booked a space at the Rollerskating rink.”

On the way there we were all so excited. No one spoke about the fact that we’ve never done it before. The only conversation was about how fun it was going to be. Well, reality was there to knock us off our feet.

My dad was really good at it, but he did have previous experience, and my brother got the hang of it after his first tumble. The birthday girls and I, however, were a completely different story. At least one of us was on the floor every few minutes. We were instructed to try to fall forward if we felt ourselves falling.

Something I didn’t consider was how close to the wall I was when falling forward. My forehead smacked into it hard, and my tooth cut my lip open. Pretty gruesome but it could have been worse. Anyways, hello from bed rest, and sorry about “ruining” your birthday, sisters ♦