GLASS FALL
“It’s bed time everybody!” my mom said with glee from downstairs. Knowing that it was 9 o'clock and I was only 5; I agreed to go to bed. But first I had one last thing to do, and that was to play with my dad. I went over to my dad and asked him, “Can I play with you?” To my surprise he actually said yes. I ran over to my unbelievably small bunk bed and waited. My intense brother pounced onto the bed, launching me off. I slammed into a tall glass lamp. Seconds later pieces of glass fell from the lamp on my head. If it weren't for pure luck I would have been dead. Everybody was so scared. Everything froze for a second and tension started to build. Then everything zoomed back again. My mom carefully brought me to the bathroom sink to wash my head.
After that my mom urged my dad to take me to the hospital screaming “Take him to the hospital! How do we know he will be ok ?” But for some odd reason it wasn't really hurting me at all. Once my dad and I were at a local hospital we sat down at the waiting area. Finally we got in and they stapled my head and washed it, though it didn't really hurt much. By the time I was home everything was a lot better.
That is how I learned to be very careful even doing something a bit dangerous. By the way my brother was in big trouble for being so violent! That is never going to happen again.
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