Playing truant by Regan

“Ah!!! What a good time for kite flying! Look at the wind!” I exclaimed to my younger brother, Bob. Our mother bought new kites for us yesterday and I could not wait to try them out. I decided to play truant.

​Since my mother had left for work before we woke up and would only come back after school was over, I decided that there would be no mistakes in my plan. At first, my brother did not agree but after I ‘talked some sense into him’, he reluctantly agreed.

​“But what if Mummy finds out?” he asked, still not convinced that all would be well.

​“Don’t worry! At one o’clock when she comes to pick us up, we will be in our school uniforms and go to school! Stop worrying! You’re such a scaredy cat!” I laughed at him.
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​We quickly took out our kites and went to the park near our school. When we got there, we were surprised to see so many people. “Looks like everybody has the same thoughts as me!” I thought, amazed by the crowd. As we walked towards the open field, I saw James, my classmate.

​“Why is he here?” I thought, raising my eyebrow. Suddenly, I remembered something my teacher said last Friday, “Don’t forget, we are going to the nearby park next Wednesday for our annual kite-making contest!” I looked at my brother and he looked at me.

​“Oh nooo………… it’s the kite-making contest today!” I exclaimed.​

​My brother and I panicked. “Don’t panic. That’s the last thing you should do….” I repeated that in my mind

​I took him to a nearby tree and when I looked back, I doubted that they would see us, plus our backs were facing them. We settled down and, being very experienced, our kites flew up in ease. Suddenly, the wind became very strong. Our kites moved slowly towards a tree “Uh oh……” I thought. Before I knew it, the strings got tangled with the tree. My brother and I could not do anything but stare in despair.

​I slowly walked to the tree. The trunk was hard and had a rough texture. I took a deep breath and started to climb it. My brother saw what was going on and cheered me on. Slowly and carefully, I inched closer to the kite and…. I got it! I looked down and I knew it was a mistake. I lost my footing and plunged down. The first part that hit the floor was my elbow. I felt nothing at first but later, pain flooded me.

​“Go ask for help from our school!” I said to my brother. While waiting, I took a close look at my elbow. I was quite sure I had dislocated it. A stream of tears flowed down my eyes. Soon, help came. I saw many teachers running towards me. Luckily, a teacher had a first aid kit. He bandaged me and took me to a nearby clinic. My teachers were very disappointed in me and my brother.

​Back home that day, my mother did not say a word to me. At night when everyone else was sleeping, I cried my heart out. I regretted playing truant, I really did.