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Personal Narrative-Stitches

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“Tre`mon your friend is outside.” Hollered my mom “Ok!” I yelled back I opened the door and I told my friend. “Not today Brian I don’t feel like playing outside today.” I annoyingly groaned WAIT! Let me tell you some backstory about my “friend” Brian. This neighbor was to the left of our house and I was too young to see that he was crazy or something like that. I am not calling him crazy but he had an obsession to do crazy things. My parents told me to stop hanging out with him because of that reason. But I liked playing in his yard and spraying the hose at each other with multiple modes on the hose gun handle. I had no idea why I kept hanging out with him I was the type to play Video games and stay in my game room until I was …show more content…

So we went to this place I don’t know what kind of place I think it was urgent care. These stitches were not stitches but more like adhesive strips. The first one hurt but after that it was kind of numb. I went home and I could not run around or the stitches would fall off. I had to change my shirt because I was wearing a lime green shirt and at this point it was a purple because of my blood. It was weird for me to have little 2 inch trips on my upper mid chest. I had to have the strips on my chest for at least 2 days?
Every time I hang out with friends one of the things that comes to my mind is the gate + chest = scar and blood. His person changed who I was a little bit because if I never got a massive scar on my chest I would most likely be a different person. One of the ways I changed was I tend to be a jerk to people who act like they don’t have a brain. Or seem to do anything. I also freak out over stupid things. Those were the “bad” ways I changed one of the good things is I am a tougher person. I will NEVER forget how Brian changed me as a

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