The TryPod

When I was younger, we had a trampoline in our neighborhood, that people from the neighborhood could use. One day, I went there with my siblings, and my brother went in to jump on the trampoline (he must’ve been about 3). While he was inside, I was on the phone with a friend, but what I forgot to do was to zip up the entrance to the trampoline. You might see where this is going, at the time I didn’t. My brother started running around in the trampoline, leaning on the wall of it, and when he reached the opening in the trampoline, he fell straight out. At home, I told my mom that he just fell down while running, and not from a great height, so she wouldn’t worry. It’s been almost 5 years, and I still haven’t told her about it.