Guess what happened to me today?
I fell.
On a dirty, dusty, grassy, covered with dirt track.
You see, I was at track, and suddenly, out of the
blue, someone else's foot knocked into my foot, and
then, well, I toppled over, hands first.
I scraped up my elbow and knee, and also my upper
thigh - there was BLOOD on my shorts. Scary, eh?
But worst of all is my hand. I mean, none of this is
that bad, but the dirt will not come out of the cut,
which is an inch wide, I'd say.
When I got home, my parents frowned at the dirty
cut and put Hydrogen Peroxide on it! Or something
that sounds like that. Anyway, it suddenly started
foaming, like bath soap gone bad, and started fizzing
and stinging my poor little hand as if it had a fight
to pick. I started spazzing, and Dad let me wash my
hand off.
But still.
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