I was thinking he thought to himself “what’s wrong with this girl.” I kept on walking staying strong because I already made it that far anyways, I sat down and waited. I didn’t think it would be that awkward we were literally facing each other because the beds were like in pairs but all of them face each other it makes it accessible to the medical assistants, that’s what I was guessing. I see the medical assistant approaching the guy I like, she inserted the needle in him and he seemed very calm about it, like it was something light, I guess he was not scared at all, besides he came here to donate blood and not to creepily stalk someone and try to talk to them. . I then needed to go to the bathroom so as I got up, I put down my water bottle that they gave me to drink. As I walked I tripped over some wires and something fell I really did not want to look back. I was thinking in my head that something always has to happen to me. I look back and I see red pain on the floor. I was shocked and then I focused and I realized that it was not paint, it was blood on the floor that I tripped on and somehow fell. To make it even worse it was the guy that I had a crush on. The guy looked in shocked but not as much as I was in, I ran away really fast. As I was running I heard …show more content…
I pretend to open the cashier as if I was looking for something, as I heard a very deep voice from the other corner saying, “should I run away this time?” I pretended like I did not hear that, but just glared at him. he then told me “I don’t understand why you ran away; it’s cool things happen you know?”. I felt so award about it, but I just nodded my head, I never thought I would have to see him again. “two packs of winter fresh “he said, I gave them to him, and as I took the money to put into the cash register, he tells me “you know you should text me sometime, don’t be scared of me “. I walked away in a very awkward way and he got the idea and left too. As I look back I wish I would’ve just stayed at the scene and dealt with the situation instead of running away like an immature five-year-old. The experience taught me a significant thing in life, and it was to not to run away from my problems,