In case you were wondering what crash I was talking about in my chapter labeled "CHOICES HELP", I'm here to explain.

Basically what happened was my neighbor got a motor bike-It was kind of like a motorcycle, but it was smaller and you could ride it on the sidewalk-and I took a ride on it. I went down the street and leaned to turn the corner. Idk why, but my brain is going through this thing where I don't want to turn the handles on a bike of any sort to turn the front wheel. I reached a stop sign, and I started freaking out.

I didn't know where the brake was.

Luckily, there weren't any cars coming, and I leaned to turn another corner. I started saying "I don't know where the brake is!" over and over again out loud. I guess I didn't lean quick or far enough, and the front left corner of the front wheel hit the curb, making it stop, and sent me diving head first into the grass. I then sort of somersaulted onto my back. I held the side of my head as I got up, saying ow over and over again out loud, as someone pulled up and stopped in front of me to ask if I was okay. I said that I was fine (which is the biggest lie I can tell because I'm never okay) and they told me to be careful with that.  So I walked it back across the street towards the house, and I rode it back. When I got back, my neighbor showed me where the brake was. A few days have passed and they still don't know about the crash. As far as I'm aware, the only people that know are you guys and the people who showed concern for me after the crash.