Essay 5: The Worst Day in My Life
Today, I would tell you about the worst day in my whole life.
I remember when I was a tiny little kid, I used to play with my friends in the local park near our public mansion. One rainy day, we were playing some games until our parents call us for supper as usual. When we heard they are calling us, we said good-bye to each other and started to rush to each parson’s home. As I climbed a flight of stairs at our mansion, I tripped on and hurt my right leg’s knee because the stairs were wet. That was painful enough to make me cry. I remember that I could see my bone of knee clearly! Soon, my parents and some of my neighborhoods carried me to the nearest hospital. The doctor after cared me as quick as a wink, but the accident left a big scar on my knee. Now the scar had disappeared and I always pay attentions when I climb stairs. I don’t want to remember that terrible accident anymore!
The other worst day was when I entered to junior high school long time ago, but I do not feel like to taking about it.
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2 comments:
fk u if u ever post ne srwd up essay like this i will roast ur ball
i will also roast your washroom ball.you mad.youpagal.you are khota and your mom is also khota.you are really really mad.kamine pain de chod na howe te.
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