Personal Narrative: Runaway From The Shots

Runaway from The Shots
When I was 5 years old, my mom took me to her work, usually it’s a pleasure helping her with her errands. That is, until one day my mom tricked me and took me to the doctor's office instead of the park and my hopes went down when I couldn’t runaway from the nurse. Every afternoon, after school my mom took me to her office. There I completed my homework and ate my lunch. After that, my mom and I go out to complete her errands.Then, we go to entertaining places like the park or the ice cream parlor. One sunny afternoon, my mom picked me after school.
She said,”I finished all my work so we can go to the park to play.”

“Yeah”, I said.

I ate my lunch and part of my homework in the car. It wasn’t long till I started to notice that instead of going to the park we were on the way to the doctor office. I wanted to scream, but I didn’t. There was still a possibility that she was going to take me to the park. Then, when I noticed her parking in the parking garage of Kaiser Permanente. Then I was going to burst with anger.

was looking at the information sheet she was filling in for me and it said that I needed to get shots. I felt a shiver go down my back. They called my name to visit the nurse that will give me the shots. They plucked me up from the ground and placed me on the bed. There was a white sheet on the bed it looked and felt like printer