The First Time I Broke My Arm

( none fiction) The very first time I broke my arm It was done by my older sister dearest Ingrid I love my sister indeed I do.but we never see things the same way, for true. she have her own mind I have my own That time our disagreement led into a fight My arm became swang hard enough it hit the heat radiation and they goes my left arm motionless with pain and agony My arm was put back together by my father female friend. Till this day my father never found out, for since he was a abusive father I am sure this time he would of burn my sister hand on the stove like he almost did when she was 13 and me 12. So yes I will never forget the day I broke my arm for that day became the day me and my sister stop being close.