WHAT A SUMMER

Well, If you are wondering what Dran0n is talking about when he mentions my head, I was walking up the stair, in his house and tripped, I was also carrying some Lego's at the time so I wasn't able to brace myself for impact, I hit my head on the edge of one of the ballisters. At first I was covering my head with my hand, because it hurt (it felt like a headache) then I started to feel wetness in the area that hurt, when I looked at my hand, I saw blood. I ran home, with my hand on my head, and when I got home, I told mom I was bleeding when she saw me she thought I poked my eye out (the blood had pooled around that area, and trust me it was allot of blood), so then she started freaking out. She called one of her friends, and asked her to take my brothers, while she took me to the doctor.

When we got there, there wasn't allot of people there, and luckily a nurse was coming out, with another patient, so she was free, when the nurse saw us she told me to sit down and let her look at it. My mom actually freaked her out, she was telling my mom it was OK, when she found the puncture she was surprised, because it was a little bit smaller than a thumb-tack she thought it would be a little bit bigger, in fact it was so small, that it only needed one staple, so they put some numbing gel on the wound and then they put the staple in. THE END

So far, this summer has been full of pain for me, but I guess you get it when you are 13 years old, yeah the unlucky number 13, I wonder what else is in store for me, guess I'll have to find out.