The old rickety bridge

I was there, I knew that I had to cross over that rickety, old, terrifrying, half broken bridge. Though I didn't want to, because I felt like that if I crossed over that rickety, old, terryfrying, half broken bridge, my happy not misrabble life will end. Just then I rememberd that I was running away from that mean, ugly, wicked winter camp teacher. Then I heard the mean, ugly, wicked winters camp teatchers feet comeing closer to me, with the other creepy, ugly children as well comeing behined her. I new the only thing that I could do was run across really quickly to the other side of the old, terrifrying, rickety, half broken bridge, so thats what I did. Afterwards I saw that the mean, ugly, wicked winter camp teacher with the creepy, ugly children follwing behined her. In that moment I heard a crack then BAM! I fell down the rickety, old, terrifrying, half broken bridge. When I opend my eyes I founed myself in the hospital. My friends were here aswell though, looking very worried. They asked me "Are you ok?"

And I replied " Yes, at least I think so," then we all laughed.