My Childhood Disaster


One afternoon, I was walking to the store with my cousin Stephanie. I was wearing jeans, a tank top, and my cousin was wearing shorts and a shirt. I don’t remember smelling anything, but I do remember I was outside leaving home. I was outside leaving home. I was outside at Santa Paula, California. I was feeling happy because I’m always happen when I go to places. I lived at Santa Paula when I was 3 and moved to Santa Maria when I was 8. Santa Paula was like a hometown for me I grew up there I was born at Atlanta, Georgia. I was born at Atlanta, Georgia but I only stayed there till I was 1 year old because my mom died and my dad decided to move to California with his brothers. I was so happy to go to the store because I had money. I wanted to go buy chips. I was playing running, skipping, jumping while I was going to the store. I was running at the corner and I was walking backwards. I fell on the curb and I stood up like it was nothing. My cousin was screaming because there was glass on my eyebrow inside. I was bleeding but I didn’t feel it. I felt perfect. When she said I was bleeding a lot, I started crying and I was scared. She carried me to the house since we weren’t far. She told my uncles, my aunts and my dad that I fell on the curb. There was glass on the ground and it go on me. They took me to the hospital. Everybody was worried about me. I stayed in the hospital for a month and 2 weeks because they made sure that all the glass was off of me. They found pieces of glass on my ear. When I was in the hospital I was worried a lot because I didn’t know what they were going to do to me. When they checked my ear they first put me to sleep because they checked my ear for glass and they found some and I could feel it when they were checking my ear. They took off the large piece of glass from my eyebrow. My cousin was worried about me the most, she would cry and visit me every day. I told her “It’s not your fault.” I should’ve just walked instead of playing while going to the store. She kept blaming herself, but I told everyone it was all my fault. They just hoped everything came out good with me and everything did come out good at the end. I felt weird when I came out of the hospital because everything was all bright but what I liked about it was they let me go outside when I was in the hospital but I couldn’t go home till I was out.