e Memory

My memory is one day I was at my cousins house and at that time I didn't know how to ride a bike but we took a little trip, my cousin on her bike and me one her scooter. We were having fun until I turn on a corner to go on to another rode and that is when it happened I hit a stick with the scooters front wheel and flipped the scooter over. I remember landing on my face and skidding across the asfalt but after that is was not so clear I don't remember much after that because I blacked out, but I know from instinct that it was honorable. When I woke up I was in the house and I was crying but my Uncle said it would be ok. But I thought I would have scars.The next day I was at my house and I had machine that made the scrape all pussy and gross.I thought I would be looked at weird but with my cf I don't let anything bug me or let anybody make me feel bad. I am who I am and I just have to except it. My face hurt really bad and when I went back to school I was a little late, but when I got there I walked into my class room and the teacher was there. I had bandages on but of coarse she still asked me what happened so I told her but you already know that story so I will skip it.Then the class walked in from music class and again the class asked me what happened so I told them again you already heard that story.So in the end my face returned with no scar or mark witch makes me happy.I would bottle up my memory and save it to tell people because it is a good story to tell to people.                                                  
                                                                         The End!

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