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Personal Narrative: When I Break My Pinky

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Last year when I was 12, i broke my pinky and i could not go to school. At first i was playing tips on the courtyard outside of class with my friends. One of my friends threw the ball and i tried to catch it but the ball landed on my pinky. My pinky was bending where it was not supposed to bend. One of my other friends came up to me and said “I 'm a doctor, i can help. It’s just a internal wound.” He bent it back in place after he said that.
Then i went to the office and called my mom to pick me up. My mom told me to rest and that we 'll go to the doctors tomorrow. So did what she told me and i went to sleep. The next day i went to the hospital. I told them the story and they laughed.
I was laughing with them and the pain was going away.

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