If you’re wondering why I ended up looking at a closet with a hole and a little red stain, here’s the story.
It all started when we were having a race. This girl was ahead of me. I wanted to tap her on the back and say, “I give up” but instead of that she ran headfirst into the closet!
There were gasps in the room. Staff was running to the kitchen trying to find a wet cloth. She cried a very high pitched sound. The smell of tears and blood stung my nose. I looked at her face. It was beyond what my eyes could handle.
“What happened,” she said. Nobody said a word.
“Well?” she said impatiently. It was a brutal sight to look at her. I wanted to go to a different room but guilt weighed me down.
Seeing her head made me feel scared. Now I will always be carful of my actions. Safety is always first.
I've been in a similar situation when I've been so excited I've done something stupid. I don't think it was your fault. Things like that just happen sometimes.
Comment Posted on October 27, 2011 at 08:06 PM by
so... There is a girl with a bloody head
Comment Posted on October 27, 2011 at 09:22 AM by