Sunday, November 4, 2007

My Head With Many Stitches

When I was nine years old I had an accident in my neighbor’s car. This event took place when the neighbor’s children and I decided to go on a picnic. After we finished, we started to go home, and then the tire busted. Which caused the car to go off the road and roll seven times. At that time, people were stopping to see the accident, which caused crowd. People yelled for an ambulance, and was being hysterical. The ambulance arrived an hour later, and they took my friends and I to the hospital! When I was in the hospital the doctor put forty stitches in my head and called my father. When my father arrived, he looked upon me and he thought I was dead.

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