‘Ouch!’ I yelled with agony after falling from the stairs near the tuck shop on a day after school, in September. When I was going downstairs, I fell unfortunately as I wanted to jump onto the ground from the third step. Was this the outcome of being naughty? It was a dreadful ordeal that I got a twist and it played me up. I was sent sprawling on the concrete floor. Some students turned their heads around, looking at my sprawl since they heard my cry. I felt awkward and was in a bit of a hole. The injured ankle played me up.
When I back home, I reported this incident to my mother. ‘Don’t be such a weakling. Just a trivial incident and you want to consult the doctor? Ludicrous!’ she taunted me. Probably she did not think that I was energetic to get myself injured. However, I was really in a great pain and my ankle was swollen, and I kept limping for the following two weeks because of it. The ankle was like a girl who turned rose pink with embarrassment. Even though I only made a slight movement, I was in anguish. I was too foolish to commit this mistake. If I had not been as playful as a kitten, I would not have got hurt and endured the pain. However, I found it too late to sorrow over my injury and playfulness when the doctor was twisting my left ankle to examine my condition. It was definitely an excruciatingly painful experience.
My mother brought me to the doctor two weeks after due to my worrisome condition. The doctor had to see the X-rays to check whether I had broken a bone. The most anguishing part was to walk to a body check center which was located about 800 meters away from the clinic to have my radiograph. I had to climb several long flights of stairs to use the subway. It was fairly awful when I was at the foot of the stairs, looking up to the head. Anyway, everything was my fault. If there were some medicines that could cure regret, I would cross a sea of fire and climb a mountain of knives to get it.
When I was being X-rayed, I wondered if I had to be plastered. It was ghastly in the room in which an X-ray machine was placed. I had to sit still without making any movement. I was jittering with fright- if I broke a bone, would I be unable to go to school or could I walk normally after my recovery? Then, I started to blame myself. I would not have got a sprain if I had not been playful.
If I were given a dream which could come true, I wish the ‘tragedy’ never happened. It brought me so much pain that I cannot forget up to this moment. This incident was a horrible experience, I do not want to have the pain in my heart and memory.
I also wish for the ability to foretell the future. If I had this power, I would know what was going to happen in the next moment. As a result, I could take measures to prevent accidents from occurring.
It left a memorable scar on me.