I was only ten years old at the time. My friend Charlie and I were climbing a tree in the park. While he and I were talking, Charlie sliped on brauch. Charlie was falling when he caught a brauch of the tree. While the brauch was breaking Charlie landed on the ground. I really worried. I was calling for help. Finally, Chalie got up. It was time to go home. We were walking home when he started laughing. He couldn't stop. I've got a good sense of humour, but I didn't think it was funny.