The unexpected.
It was a normal Monday afternoon Ben.J and I were playing with my bouncy-ball and I quickly turned around and I turned around once again and there was a bright red hockey ball flying at me!! but it was too late to react, I had to go to the sick bay at my school and there was blood all over my hand.
I had to wait 1 and a half hours till I got my stitches put into my head. I got six externals and two internals. It took half an hour to get my stitches stabbed into me.
A few weeks later… “Finally my stitches taken out.” I said in my head.
I can't see the photo that you put on here! Which one did you chose?
ReplyDeleteDear Kane,
ReplyDeleteYour memoir about your accident shows exactly how it was for you. Excellent choice of words.
Mrs.S