Write A Narrative Essay About Moving Away

There in the bedroom I was lying still on the floor with blood draining down my forehead. Feeling my heavy eyelids trying to shut. My ears trying to stop hearing. Me feeling very sore like if my body weighed a ton. Then, everything went dark. I couldn't see anything couldn't hear anything going into a dark deep deep sleep. Late in the morning, at the age of 2 years old on the second floor of my house I start to get bored of watching my mom clean her closet. Therefore, I decide to do something to entertain me instead of just sitting there waiting for her to finish. Knowing that I could get hurt l start to run for a couple of laps from my moms room to the room that was one day going to be mine. As I run my mom tells me

I start to think that I am running faster than ever. Moments later, I try to run a bit faster, but as I run and feel that gentle fresh breeze running through my face and hair feeling pleasure my foot gets tangled in our old carpet. Though, at that instant I don't fall. Although, I didn't fall a piece of wood that is used to shut my moms door is sticking out I step on it wrong and trip over it. As I fall I yell "Ahhhhhh" and right at that moment my forehead hits the sharp corner of my moms bed. Therefore, as I fall it cuts through fast getting deep into my forehead almost touching my forehead bone. As it zips through I feel the pain running through my body letting some white part of my bone show. At this moment I felt like kicking very hard trying to release the pain. Right then, my mom yelled call the ambulance and your dad now to my brother" Angel llamale a la ambulancia y a tu papa pero ya." And my brother said but why" Pero porque" and my mom said just do it" solo as lo". Then, my brother ran to the phone and called. Then, everything went

I was shocked and confused at seeing that I was at the hospital. My parents were right beside me. I asked them what happened" Que Paso" and my parents said nothing don't worry" Nada no te preocupes". Hours passed and the the doctors came and told my parents that I needed to be sowed from my forehead and that they needed their signiture. I got freaked out and sad to know that it was my fault I was here for disobeying. I felt ashamed of myself and bad about myself because now I am suffering the consequences of my actions. On the day of sowing my forehead I panicked making myself even more scared then what I already was. When the doctor came in and with the equipments I was shocked. I wanted to run away and never come back. I started to make myself calm with remembering how with shots I have never had a problem. As the doctor started I tried not to panic as I saw the needle coming closer to me, but i did and started to push him away not letting him do his work. Therefore, he called someone in to hold me still so that he could do his job. Though, I didn't give up I didn't want to feel the pain so I started crying, screaming, and even kicking,but he was stronger and he kept me still. Eventually the doctor was done and I ready to go to my sweet