My childhood memory

When I was younger, about 6 years old, I had a terrible experience. I was riding my bike with my mother and I said:

-Mum! Look at me, I’ll go down this slope.

And my bike caught speed, and more speed, and more…

When I wanted to slow down, I saw that the brakes were broken and I was very frightened. At the end of the slope, there was a big hole with bushes, trees and weeds. I was scared. My first thought  was to turn and get into the field. I did it. I left my bike and I said:

-I’m good! Oh… no… I’m bad… 

And I cried. It was a really terrible day.