An Exerpt from my Book

This is one of my strongest memories as a child. I hope you enjoy reading, it is an exerpt from my first chapter. Comments are welcome...

My sister would ride her bike down the country road, part of it was actually a hill, so she would cruise down at full speed...she loved stuff like that, she was a little daredevil. But one day, my cousin and I were playing out in the yard and we heard a strange noise in the distance. Oddly it sounded like a rooster crowing, and even though we lived in the country, no one in the vicinity owned a rooster. I heard it again and again, and it started sounding more and more human, like a cry for help. So I ran in and told my mother and grandmother I heard the strange noise...for whatever reason they drove up the street and found my sister on the side of the road. She had crashed her bike and was very banged up. They brought her home bleeding all over, and the craziest part was, she was missing her four front teeth. Between sobs my sister insisted she knew where the teeth were, she said they were there on the side of the road laying right next to one another. My mother thought she was hallucinating, surely the teeth were scattered about due to the impact and the way she had tumbled, but my sister pled with them, “please go get my teeth!” Sure enough my mom and grandma went back to the crash site and found my sister's teeth. All four of them, root and all, laying right there next to each other on the side of the road (my mom tells this story by tucking her thumb into her palm displaying four fingers). There was no blood on the teeth either, somehow she had hit her face in a perfect spot that just released the four teeth without breaking them. The story doesn't end there. I actually felt very bad for my sister, she was 14 and previously beauty queen material, which I hated her for. Now she was a bloody, toothless zombie lying in bed. I remember standing in the doorway of her bedroom just staring at her (in disbelief). I couldn't believe what had happened to her, I felt terrible even though I hated her guts. THE WORST part of the story is, that my sister was to be in my Uncle's wedding as the maid of honor within a week. Amazingly, she did not cancel out, she stood up there in her gorgeous dress, scabbed, swollen and toothless. My Uncle looked down at her as they were standing at the alter and said, “you look like 10 miles of bad road”. (he had the same wicked sense of humor as my dad) So, this is the story of my sister and why she got a plate of false teeth when she was 14.