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Lets go play handball with Alexa,I said to Rishika.Yeah,sure she said back. I will catch up,just keep on going , I said to her. Can you bomb my spot? I asked. I was about to walk around the corner of the grassy hill, then suddenly BAM! Everything went black. Thump! My body hit the ground really hard.I slowly opened my eyes I was on the floor with another kid next to me groaning,he looked younger than me.I got up, my knees and elbows were scraped and bruised,they were bleeding. Bright, red blood dripped down from my elbows and knees and hit the black top. Plop,Plop,Plop. It was staining the black top,but my elbows and knees did not hurt my forehead did and, I did not know why. Plop,Plop,Plop, went my blood again. The little boy got …show more content…
They were murmuring and calling people over. The yard duty helped both of us get up and called the office to let them know that the little boy and I were coming. I rubbed my forehead the bump was huge! With my head hanging low, I slowly limped into the first grade pod.Next to the library, I looked through the window no one was there. Down the stairs and into the office.I walked into the nurse's …show more content…
She suddenly walked back into the room carrying two really bulky ice packs.
"Put these on" she said.We slowly grabbed the ice packs from her hand and put them on our foreheads. The freezing ice pack made me shiver when I placed it on my forehead.I glanced over at the little boy,he was wiping his tears. I tried to say something but my mouth was glued shut."You can leave if you want to or you can stay here"Mrs.Meredith said.

I got up to leave.
"You can come back if your head starts to hurt"Mrs.Meredith said.
"Okay,Thanks."I softly said back.I walked out of the office.My eyes became wet.A tear rolled down my cheek,tons followed.I tried to hold it in. I went into the bathroom,threw away my bag of ice and I opened the stall and slowly walked inside. I put my hands on my face.I wiped my tears and opened the stall again. I washed my face, and came out the bathroom with a strong face.I walked into the line for the handball game and felt good about myself. Now I stand here rubbing my forehead and thinking about how much my that bump hurt ,but I never forgot it because it is still here on the right corner of my

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