My own heros journey

In 6th grade I was playing on the monkey bars at my school's playground. The playground was very large and the jungle gym was at the back of the property behind the soccer field. I would every day go back with my friend Abbye and we would play on the monkey bars. One day Abbye was trying to leap from the first bar to the very last one. She flung herself, her body completely stretched, but she couldn't make it to the last bar. She ended up doing a belly flop on to the ground. My call to adventure had begun. I had to decided fast what I was going to do. She had knocked her breath out and was having a hard time speaking. All the kids sat around shocked not knowing what to do. The reality of the situation finally came to us. We all looked around at one another trying to decided who would go get a teacher. I finally leapt into actions, I ran for a teacher. I ran as hard as could in a frantic mode and found one of my teacher near the soccer field. She noticed my worried face at once and quickly fallowed me back to the monkey bars. By the time we had returned Abbye had regained her breath and was talking, but was still very rattled. The teacher took Abbye and I back into the class room. Abbye was fine but she gave us both lollypops anyways. We sat content with our lollypops waiting for the other kids to arrive to tell about our adventure on the monkey bars.