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A Time I Got Hurt My friends and I were on a vacation during the 2008 summer, up north at Mullet Lake because our parents needed a brake from work. The third day we decided to go swimming because we were hot. As my friends stepped into the icy, cold, clear blue water, I decided to make up a game. "I'll stand 15 feet away from shore and give you rocks to skip!" I blabbed on," Make sure not to hit any one with the rocks okay!" " Okay!" they replied. As I dunked my head under water, I saw a flat, smooth, gray rock that would be great to skip. As I came back to catch a breath of air, I threw the grey rock to my friends, and then, I saw it. The five inch, pointy, smooth rock was coming strait at my for head. SMACK! It hit me. I screamed with horror. The pain was awful. " Did I get a black eye?" I asked myself stupidly. Then this lady came out to help me. Her eyes looked so caring in the bright, beautiful sun, but then just changed and looked mad, very. She rubbed a towel on my for head. I wanted her to stop but I knew she was trying to help. My mom came running out through the icy, cold water. It felt like I didn't even have a for head anymore. As I looked down to the lake, a pile if red water was what I saw. I started to walk to shore when my mom stopped me, then said to dunk my head under water because my face had red streaks on it. That made me want to hold on to her, tight. I knew that she was with me through it all. Many people crowded our trailer as I laid there silently on the couch. I wondered if the scar was big or was it small. Or was there even a scar? From the couch I could see the lake, where no one was, but the sand. I knew that my friend would apologize, but after two whole days, he still hadn't. Also, after two days, a scar appeared. Two inches long, and half a centimeter wide. I still remember the five inch, pointy, smooth rock coming right toward me, But I learn from it.

Article posted November 19, 2008 at 01:16 PM • comment (3) • Reads 237 • Return to Blog List

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I think that story was vaery cool.As i was reading i could feel the pain on my forhaed I think you just have to fix to hold on yo her. I did not get that part but other then that it was great!!!!!!!!!
Comment Posted on November 25, 2008 at 06:27 PM by bball


I like your story it is great! fix, for head, to hold on yo her. But I loved the story and how you told what you were thinking!!
Comment Posted on November 24, 2008 at 12:50 PM by mexico


I think your story is written very well. It has a lot of feeling and even I could feel your pain. One question I have for you is: was the pointy rock thrown at your face by your friend, or did you hit the rock with your face yourself? I didn't see very much revisions to be made. The only ones were some spelling errors, but it probably wasn't your fault.
Comment Posted on November 24, 2008 at 12:40 PM by goheat8


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