A time when I was scared was when I went to the doctor, and I had to get four shots. I was scared because I don’t like needles. When the doctor said I needed four shots I was scared out of my mind. She asked me where I wanted them, then I told her in my arm. When she was about to give me the first shot I started screaming and crying. I had to hold on to my shirt and bite it as hard as I could. On the last shot I felt the needle touch my bone and I broke down saying it touched my bone. After the shots in my arms my whole body felt weak. I was paranoid and couldn’t think straight, and all I wanted to do was go to sleep but I couldn’t because I had a long day ahead. That day I went through the day with my arms weak and aching. The next morning
