Stories

My Memior

by Izzy J., Age 12 , Grade 7, South East Junior High, Iowa City, IOWA USA
Teacher: Mr. Keller-Wilson

It was a normal recess, playing tag with her, if only I knew what would happen next. At Horace Mann Elementary, an icey, early spring day. As an average first grader, you could say,I was  an idiot. My friend’s tangled  brown hair, sitting on my shoulder, I’ve always been short. A chilly wind blows by, We sit under a large bush-tree-thing, we don’t know what it is, but it keeps us warm. As the wind picks up, I feel like I’m going to become a human iceberg. My brown eyes look up to Jessica, an idea had sparked in my mind!

      “Jessica, I have an Idea!” I stated.

    “And,what is it?” Jessica asked curiously.

      “We could play tag!” I told her triumphantly.

    “But, our faces will get cold…..” Jessica responded, rubbing her face.

      “Oh, yeah, I forgot about that,” I replied sadly.

    “Hey! We could put our hats on our faces!” Jessica exclaimed standing up to settle her hat on her face.

      “Good idea!” I responded, Putting my hat over my face, instantaneously feeling warmer.

  Maybe I would’ve been more sensible if I knew what would happen next,

   “I can even see through it! Can you?” Jessica asked,

       “Y-yes…” I lied. Feeling the guilt wash over my in a matter of seconds,

    “Okay! Your it!” She yelled over her shoulder as she ran off.

       “I’m coming for you!” I screamed after her.

We were having fun, becoming warm, I was running from jessica wind in my face, it happened almost instantly. I had hit something, something hard. I didn’t know what happened, I could taste something strange in my mouth but nothing hurt.

 I walked up to some kid named Adam

    “Does this look bad?” I ask him pulling my lip down.He started screaming and ran to get a teacher. That was when panic struck. An adult hastily walks up, Adam at her side. Carrying me, the teacher ran to the office.

Jessica came too, following the teacher, who was also Jessica’s mother.

 “We need to get her to the ER!” Jessica’s mom says wearily.

“Can I come too?” Jessica pleads with a puppy dog face,

  “I guess so,” Jessica’s mom replies.

      As we left in jessica’s mom’s car, I had no idea where I was going, and, I didn’t remember the car ride, we arrived at the emergency room, my mom met us there,

She looked worried, and I had wondered why but, at the time I was also becoming numb, in my mouth anyways. The doctor slid some fancy orange sunglasses on my eyes, then shone a very bright light directly at my face. I must have fallen asleep, when I woke up, My mouth was in a lot of pain. I had gotten two lollipops, but as a thanks to Jessica I asked the doctor if she could have one as well.

    Later, at home, I pouted in my room.

“Sweetie, what’s wrong?” My mother soothed

  “I’M MISSING COMPUTER LAB!!!!” I screamed,

“Oh, um, sorry about that….” My mother said uncertainly, “you still have tomorrow,”

  “NOOOO! IT’S ONLY ONCE A WEEK!” I shouted, stomping off. My mom stared after me.

 That night, I whined. I whined about my brain shaped lip,

   it’s not fair, what happened to me.

   And after all that, the doctor told me the bump from the stitches would go away in 2-3 weeks, I still have to this day.

  So, I guess what I’m trying to say is two things, never trust a doctor, and Don’t lie when it comes to you ability to see.

 

The End

picks up, I feel like I’m going to become a human iceberg. My brown eyes look up to Jessica, an idea had sparked in my mind!

      “Jessica, I have an Idea!” I stated.

    “And,what is it?” Jessica asked curiously.

      “We could play tag!” I told her triumphantly.

    “But, our faces will get cold…..” Jessica responded, rubbing her face.

      “Oh, yeah, I forgot about that,” I replied sadly.

    “Hey! We could put our hats on our faces!” Jessica exclaimed standing up to settle her hat on her face.

      “Good idea!” I responded, Putting my hat over my face, instantaneously feeling warmer.

  Maybe I would’ve been more sensible if I knew what would happen next,

   “I can even see through it! Can you?” Jessica asked,

       “Y-yes…” I lied. Feeling the guilt wash over my in a matter of seconds,

    “Okay! Your it!” She yelled over her shoulder as she ran off.

       “I’m coming for you!” I screamed after her.

We were having fun, becoming warm, I was running from jessica wind in my face, it happened almost instantly. I had hit something, something hard. I didn’t know what happened, I could taste something strange in my mouth but nothing hurt.

 I walked up to some kid named Adam

    “Does this look bad?” I ask him pulling my lip down.He started screaming and ran to get a teacher. That was when panic struck. An adult hastily walks up, Adam at her side. Carrying me, the teacher ran to the office.

Jessica came too, following the teacher, who was also Jessica’s mother.

 “We need to get her to the ER!” Jessica’s mom says wearily.

“Can I come too?” Jessica pleads with a puppy dog face,

  “I guess so,” Jessica’s mom replies.

      As we left in jessica’s mom’s car, I had no idea where I was going, and, I didn’t remember the car ride, we arrived at the emergency room, my mom met us there,

She looked worried, and I had wondered why but, at the time I was also becoming numb, in my mouth anyways. The doctor slid some fancy orange sunglasses on my eyes, then shone a very bright light directly at my face. I must have fallen asleep, when I woke up, My mouth was in a lot of pain. I had gotten two lollipops, but as a thanks to Jessica I asked the doctor if she could have one as well.

    Later, at home, I pouted in my room.

“Sweetie, what’s wrong?” My mother soothed

  “I’M MISSING COMPUTER LAB!!!!” I screamed,

“Oh, um, sorry about that….” My mother said uncertainly, “you still have tomorrow,”

  “NOOOO! IT’S ONLY ONCE A WEEK!” I shouted, stomping off. My mom stared after me.

 That night, I whined. I whined about my brain shaped lip,

   it’s not fair, what happened to me.

   And after all that, the doctor told me the bump from the stitches would go away in 2-3 weeks, I still have to this day.

  So, I guess what I’m trying to say is two things, never trust a doctor, and Don’t lie when it comes to you ability to see.

 
The End

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