PERSONAL NARRATIVE

I still remember my brother giving me the best advice in the world, “Don’t do it!” What I am about to tell you is probably the most shocking and ridiculous thing that I’ve done. Back then, when I was a stubborn five years old boy, I didn’t want to listen to anyone and somewhat very ignorant. I didn’t care what people say, I just do what I like. When I was five years old, I had to sew my tongue because I bit it.
I was taking a shower with my older brother in the white bathtub. We were naked. My brother and I share the same interests back then; we liked the Power Rangers, mostly the Mighty Morphines. So we started to discuss about Power Rangers and how they fight evil monstrous monsters with their ‘cool’ action movements. We talked for a long time under the spraying shower head. It was cold and warm at the same time because the water temperature was turned nearly all the way up and the wind keeps on blowing in the bathroom through the small square vent. We talked, laughed, quivered for a long time. We were having a good time until we started to talk about their back flip –and land jump. Somehow, my head popped up an idea, a crazy idea. I suddenly wanted to imitate those Mighty Morphines; I wanted to do a back flip-and-land jump like when they jumped off the building. I told my brother my crazy idea. He let out a soft chuckle and he thought I was just kidding. Then he said, “I dare you. Haha.” So I smiled.
I looked around from my position to see where I can perform my jump. The area under the shower head was the perfect place for a Mighty Morphines jump. Then I stepped over to the left edge of the bathtub, climbed on it, stuck my hands on the blue tiles on the wall, took my balance and stood still for a few seconds. Gently and slowly, I moved over to the right towards the shower head. The narrow area where I stood was quite slippery because that’s where we put out shampoos and soaps. I carefully took my balance again and turn around to my brother. I looked down to my older brother and let out a grin. I pictured that I was standing on a building that reached the clouds in the clear blue sky. I was about to do that jump in my imaginary white Mighty Morphines costume. The image flew by quite quickly. I was back to my old blue bathroom.
Now my brother realized I wasn’t joking with him, so he gave me an advice, “Don’t jump Viet, you can get hurt.” Me being a stubborn kid, wouldn’t listen. I told him, “I’m going to jump now!” My heart beat faster because I was both eager and nervous at the same time. While my brother took a step back and reminded me it was a bad idea, I got in position. I took a breath, stomped once, and leap into the air like a launching rocket. I am not a professional stunt jumper, I screamed excitedly when I jumped. I stuck my tongue out off my mouth. I landed hard on two feet. The water splashed. My jaws closed and I felt a sharp cut in my mouth. I bit my tongue. My tongue was hanging. I stood there crying my guts off. I took one look down at my feet and saw a puddle of blood, my blood covering the whole tub. It was so painful that I closed my eyes and shouted. I didn’t know what is going on around me and I didn’t care. It hurt so badly. From what I’ve been told by my parents, my brother screamed and ran outside to my mother and yelled, “Mom, brother is bleeding!” My mom said luckily my father was there, she might have fainted. What I remember after that was my father calling a street driver and flew into the streets towards the closest hospital. I found my self wrapped in a towel when that happens. I felt cold when the wind blew into my damp body.
After the “incident” I knew that if I had listened to him then and none of this would have happen. If I had listened to him then I wouldn’t have made my family so nervous and scared. I should have think before I act and listen to my family more.This story I will never forget, this mistake I will never repeat.