One late afternoon as the sun was setting April went to the meadow to fly her plane. An
oak tree covered a picnic table. Blue flowers grew around the picnic table, creating a beautiful picture. A road like a snake weaved through the green meadows.
1 2 3! The plane took off. The wind blew the plane. The mighty plane did loops and twists in the warm air. Suddenly the plane lost control and crashed into the oak tree. April thought about what she could do. She decided to climb up the tree. She clambered up and stood on a lose branch. CRACK! The branch broke and she fell out of the tree. She couldn’t move her leg was broken.
“Arrrrrgggghhh, HELP ME!” she screamed at the top of her lungs. A wood chopper who was working in the nearby meadow heard the scream. He ran to the lady and saw her lying on the ground with a bone sticking out of his leg. The man called the ambulance. The ambulance came and took her to hospital. They put her leg in a cast and she spent the next six weeks on crutches.
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