Personal Narrative Essay - Forever an Accident

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to put my hands down. Well I wasn’t quick enough. Soon enough I was face down on the floor.

I layed there for like a minute, then pushed myself back up onto my feet. I stood there for about thirty seconds. Before I move on let me just tell you that when I was young like from birth to about the age of five, I had this scream. It was so loud that my family started to call me the “bob cat”. So right when the pain kicked in the little bobcat inside of me came out.

My mom then quickly ran down the stairs to see what was wrong. My mouth was bleeding really bad. So we quickly grabbed a rag and soaked it in warm water. I put it over my mouth and then we were in the car and off to the hospital. It felt like the road was never ending, but thats because of the pain I was in. We finally arrived at the hospital.

Well, I wasn’t to fond of the doctors, infact I was terrified. So I slowly walked into the office and sat in the big chair. The doctor seemed nice until I had to get a shot. Then I just blamed my pain on him, when really it was all my fault in the first place. There were all sorts of things going on. But half of all the things that were happening inside of my mouth I couldn’t feel. So we got done at the doctors office and started back home.

On the way home I was tired, numb, loopy, bored, etc. So I just sat there poking my cheek. My parents told me not to, but as a kid when you can’t feel your whole face it gets pretty fascinating. We arrived home and then my mom started to tell me all of the things that were going on while we were at the doctors. She told me that I got stitches, he moved my teeth and I got these braces like things because my teeth had moved. And we would have to return in a week to get them off. Also I had chipped my tooth off.

After she had told me about what happened she asked me to show her where exactly I fell. So I walked over to the spot and she started looking around. Then her eyes got big and in a very surprised voice she said “ Oh my goodness”. Of course I looked at her and said “what?!”. She then carefully grabbed my hand and led it to the ground saying feel this. So I felt the ground and there was a little hole. I had hit the tile so hard that i chipped the floor! I chuckled in a surprising manner, then went to bed.

I had a pretty exciting day. After that happened I guess you could say I had learned a huge lesson. Don’t do something you have never had good experience with at home.

Six years later:

I was at my best friends house and leaped, slipped, and fell. Luckily I didn’t break anything. It was just really funny.

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