So today all of the year eight girls had their second immunisation injection. Let me say that it was so much more painful than the last one that I almost cried. Now my arm feels like it weighs a tonne. Hopefully it gets better because I hate the feeling of a heavy arm. IT SUCKS! The worst part is that we still have to get another one.
This week we also had to hand in a memoir and I did mine on when I got my dog bite. wait have I ever told you about that? I don't believe I have. Well here is my writing and it will explain every thing. Enjoy!!!
Bwy Bwy Luv Ya!
The Dog of Doom
On a sunny Saturday morning, I was with my dad and my step mum at my step mums brothers house in Thames. I was playing with some really cute Rottweiler puppies inside of the cage that they were in ( the cage was inside a fenced off area). It was all going fine and dandy but then I saw that one of the big Rottweiler dogs was walking over to me but that didn't worry me because I liked dogs of all shapes and sizes; they were just like cute little furry things.
I was reaching over to pat the big doggy but then something deep dark and horrible happened… The dog… It bit my left arm. I literally screamed so much that I scared the dog away. Something really startled me, the fact that it didn’t really hurt that much and I wasn’t crying at all, I was just screaming and it was only from pure fright. I looked over at my pierced open arm, that was the last thing I wanted to have done. I saw fatty flesh oozing out of my broken open skin but there wasn’t much blood at all. My dad rushed out from inside the house (as I was in the backyard). I was so terrified that when they told me to just simply walk out of the gate, I just stood there in complete and utter shock. My step mum's brother ran inside the house and grabbed a towel to wrap around my arm. Pretty much as soon as they wrapped the towel around my arm we got in the car and drove to the nearest hospital. To me it felt like we drove for an eternity. When we got there we had to wait for ages just to get my arm wrapped up in a bandage. Then we had to wait forever in a day to get my arm stitched up. Once that drama was over I finally had an arm with all contents inside it.
Now I am afraid of any big dogs I see. I will always remember this from the in ground scars I have on my left arm. I hope this will never happen again.
Nicole
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