Alright.Mischief Night.I Didn't do what every other kid does.I don't throw eggs on people's house or TP their cars either.It's just a sign of disrespect or just plain fun.It's not that bad.You get fun out of it.Anyways I went to the mall with my friend Sylvia and Katie.I saw everyone.It was crazy.Anyway I was outside and Sylvia is jamming to my iPod and wearing my varsity jacket.Next thing I know,Cinthia is hauling her ass away from me because she took something that was mine.I'm sprinting my ass and this tiny little girl was sprinting her ass away from me.We were running in the mall parking lot and she jumped over the concrete curb where the cars park.I didn't see it.I busted my ass.Now when I say I busted my ass,I don't mean oh let's laugh because I fell.I mean oh shit are you OK?Cinthia thought I busted my face on the concrete and my teeth were knocked out.My face was so close to the concrete that my upper lip touched it.I got up and I'm bleeding everywhere.My pants ripped and I have cuts all along side of my arm.So let me skip a few parts...Natalie comes over and lifts up my pants to see my knee.I have this huge cut on me and I flipped out.Natalie's mom is going to sew my pants...anyway I kept saying why?why me?God is punishing me.I thought twice what I said.No,He wasn't punishing me.He's giving me a sign.If He was punishing me...He would have busted my face on the concrete and made me get stitches.Well,I came home and I kept replaying it in my head and thanking God He didn't bust my face open...I was in pain from all the cuts.I had to hide them from my parents or they would have flipped.So I just kept thinking to myself...and only one thought popped into my head.Grandma.She was there...protecting me...saving me from the pain and getting stitches...she broke my fall.It was a miracle.If it was anyone else they would have busted there face open and gotten stitches...but I believe I still have bad luck...I'm convinced.
nataliaa_ericaa
Sunday, November 1, 2009
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