My Hurt Knee
One day, I was in Grade 3, I was running around and then I hurt my right knee
One of my classmates called a teacher to tell that I have a hurt knee, so that teacher brought me to the school clinic
I put my hand on my wound to see if it was bleeding and when I saw it red i was shocked it was actually bleeding
At this moment, it was that hour when your parents fetch you and we needed to cross the street for the clinic, only to find out it was already closed!
So we stayed in that building to wash the blood up and then we crossed again, the teacher asked for a band-aid
A teacher gave one to her, then she put it on my knee to help it heal
Then when my parents fetched me, I was crying of pain, We went to a mall to buy food and I was walking as if I needed to pee
Then we went home, my dad took off my band-aid to see the wound in my knee, and then he said it was a little deep and then moments later, he said it was nothing
The end.
