what Makes a Memory?

This is my memory but it will be in kind of a story form: There was one day I think I was ohhhhhh 12, and me and my brother were playing together up in his room being typical kids entertaining ourselves. Ok before I move on, I have to tell you that we got blankets made for us...I forget by who because it has been so long. But anyways, we wanted to play tug-a-war....by the steps...bad idea. I was near the steps and Nathan was by his door, and it was open so it would do him no harm. I was by the steps and I could fall down them... by now you may be thinking ok...where are you going with this. Well this is what happened ready?! Are you sure?! Ok now I am going to tell you for real...the blanket slipped and Nathan was sent back into his room and I went down the steps. I was smart and picked up my head, and the only time I hit my head was on the landing. I ended up with a really large scrape and a bloody nose. I am very happy that I did not have to go to the Emergency Room. I have been in the ER before but that is a whole nother story. :)