Even sunny days can turn bad. Even the happiest moments can turn sad. Thats what it was like on Tuesday. After swim practice Ryker and I were riding our bikes to my house. 

    ¨Okay truth or dare?¨ I asked.

    ¨Ummm dare.¨ Ryker said. 

    ¨I dare you to yell ´LALALALALA´ as loud as you can.¨

    He laughed. ¨Okay. LALALALALA!!!!!!!!¨

    ¨Ow my ears. Ok now you ask me.¨ I said as we rode into a cross walk.

    ¨Truth or--¨ he was cut off by a car honking. Just then he screamed for me to move. He rode into my bike to move it and fell down. I don't remember it all that well, it was all a blur. I remember him pushing me because a car didn't slow down fast enough, and i remember the terrified look in his eye when he thought I was going to get hit.

    I got up and let out a cry. My knee was scraped bad but I did not care. I limped to Ryker, who was stuck under his bike.  

¨Ryker are you okay?¨ I asked him, almost crying. He nodded and I lifted the bike off of him. 

    ¨Do you want me to call my mom to pick us up?¨ I asked

    ¨My arm hurts.¨ he responded. 

    ¨Okay ill call my mom.¨ I limped over to the lady, who had her phone out. While I called my mom she helped Ryker get onto the sidewalk and she helped move the bikes. Soon my mom came up in her car. I helped Ryker get in and my mom took us to the hospital. 

    I had a sprained knee, not serious so it would be better in about two days. Ryker broke his arm in two places. He would probably be off the team for the rest of the season. We took him back to his house and I explained what happened to his mom. 

    Later that night mom came into my room. ¨Karina what happened? How did this happen?¨