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The Time My Head Cut Open By: Amanda Pierre
"Amanda where are you"?
Lets go back to the when I was 3 or 4. It was me, my mom, my grandpa and my brother. I was under the table playing. I had butterfly's in my stomach. Lets get on with the story....
I was under the table playing with my dolls. I called my mom, she did not answer. I had forgot that the table was broken. I got up to see what she was doing and BOOM the table fell on me. My mom had no idea where I was.
" careful next time".
It took my mom a while to find me. Until, she picked up table pieces and there I was. My mom exploded into the bathroom. Meanwhile my head felt like there was a knife cut.
I was rushed to the hospital(my grandpa brought be there), where I got stitches.But it really hurt me when they touched my head. I felt all better now.
I learned that next time play somewhere safe. I learn to ask if there is any problem. Be more careful on what your doing. Call for help when needed. I hope that you don't get hurt . I will never forget this memory. One memory I will not forget is how much my mom cared. she almost had a heart attack.
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