Personal Narrative: When I Weld My Arm Back Togeather

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when I was young I jumped out of a swing at my friends house. when i landed i hit my arm just right to break it. when i did my dad came home from work to get me to the hospital. i was about five and i did not know any better so i asked him if he could weld my arm back togeather because i knew that he could weld stuff all the time. when he told me that he could not weld my arm back to geather and that i had to go to the doctor i started to scream. i was scared that i would have to get shots, I did, and i was terrified. but it was my dad that calmed me down and helped me through

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