The sweat dripped from my forehead as the sun lowered in the sky. While shielding my eyes, I watched the deer dance around the hills of the golf course. The bees were peacefully playing in the flowers. In shock, I pointed at the black clouds just above the far mountain. “That looks troubling.”
Joe agreed and said, “Let’s go and get our cars.”
I expressed loudly, “I’m driving!”
A million thoughts raced through my head as the unthinkable was about to happen. The destination was in sight as a buzzing went by my eyes.
I said to myself quietly, “Just stay calm.”
My heart trembled as my fear of bugs took over my body. A sudden pain raced through my veins as I struggled to wrap my head around what had just happened. An unidentified creature was still latching onto my ear. I desperately tried to get it off. With the overwhelming feeling of adrenaline, I grabbed the bug off my ear and aggressively chucked it towards Joe.
“Ouch! What the heck was that?”
Joe looked at me with a smirk on his face, holding back contagious laughter.
With the adrenaline still coursing through my veins, impulsively, I leaped from the seat of the golf cart to try and escape the immense pain that was occurring. As my feet gracefully hit the asphalt, I was taken back by the force. My feet left the ground, and I went tumbling backwards. Suddenly, my head hit the ground. Bringing out my inner gymnast, I did two backward rolls down the hot pavement. As I looked up, Joe was desperately trying to stop the golf cart from going down in the ditch. Joe hesitantly said,“What happened? Are you okay?”
The embarrassment quickly came upon my face as I replied, “nothing, I’m fine.”
At that moment I felt like crying, but I was the idiot that impulsively jumped out of a moving golf cart. I slowly walked back to the golf cart to face the reality of the situation. Joe expressed with concern, “Are you sure you’re okay?”
I was too embarrassed to truly express how much pain I was in, so I said, “It’s just a little scratch.”
It felt like a dream. The adrenaline was wearing off and the pain started to worsen. I hopped back into the golf cart as if nothing had happened.
The sweet smell of rain inched closer as a crack of thunder sounded in the distance. When arriving back at the pro shop, I ran immediately to the bathroom. At first glance in the mirror, I had blood streaming down my arm and near the brim of my waistline. The asphalt stripped a chunk of skin off of my elbow and the bottom of my back. A flash of dizziness came upon me, as I began to stumble. I sat on the ground until the dizziness disappeared. With tears filling my eyes, I stood up and caught a glimpse of my ear in the mirror.
The severity of my ear made the tears stream down my face. All I could think about was the constant beating in my ear, but nothing could soothe it. I gently put my hand on the edge of my ear, as the heat coming off my ear could be felt before laying my hand upon it. The pain intensified as the sun continued to disappear behind the mountain. As the daylight was no longer, I returned to my house. With exhaustion in my eyes, my dad knew I had a rough evening. It was a comedy