The Bully and an Asthma Attack
oleh the time I was in elementary, my resemblance to George was becoming lebih obvious. This caused several of my classmates, mostly the girls, to gaze at me admiringly. Of course, I wasn't shy at all. I was just quiet. I smiled and waved at them in return, though. Everything was going quite well at first. When, suddenly, while I was walking back to the classroom after lunch break, someone tripped me to the floor. It was my childhood bully, Jason. He laughed at me and exclaimed, "Well, lookie here. It's a little old hairball!" This caused me to become angry, and I replied forcefully, "What makes anda think I'm a hairball, bastard?" Sadly, this didn't make him leave, and I was beaten up oleh his gang members. They soon got bored and left me badly bruised and wounded. I then limped to the school nurse, who was very concerned and asked me, "My. What happened, dear?" I replied, "I got beat up oleh a bully named Jason and his gang." She shook her head and said, "Oh, that Jason. He's been bullying kids ever since he was thirteen. We've already expelled him several times before, but he somehow manages to sneak back inside our school every time." I remarked, "That's awful." "Indeed. It is." She replied as she cleaned and patched up my wounds. She then told me, "The best thing that anda can do is to avoid him as much as possible. When anda see him, just run back to your classroom." I replied, "All right. I'll keep that in mind." When I got back home, I told my parents about Jason. After they saw my wounds and bruises, they reminded me to be very careful, to which I took seriously. Then, a few nights later, I suffered a severe asthma attack. This alarmed my parents greatly, and I was rushed to the hospital where the doctors used a small nebulizer as well as some antibiotics to clear my breathing. They also told my parents to continue using them at halaman awal until my condition improves. Thankfully, I fully recovered as the days passed. My wounds and bruises faded and healed, too. Afterwards, everything got better in the end.
TO BE CONTINUED
oleh the time I was in elementary, my resemblance to George was becoming lebih obvious. This caused several of my classmates, mostly the girls, to gaze at me admiringly. Of course, I wasn't shy at all. I was just quiet. I smiled and waved at them in return, though. Everything was going quite well at first. When, suddenly, while I was walking back to the classroom after lunch break, someone tripped me to the floor. It was my childhood bully, Jason. He laughed at me and exclaimed, "Well, lookie here. It's a little old hairball!" This caused me to become angry, and I replied forcefully, "What makes anda think I'm a hairball, bastard?" Sadly, this didn't make him leave, and I was beaten up oleh his gang members. They soon got bored and left me badly bruised and wounded. I then limped to the school nurse, who was very concerned and asked me, "My. What happened, dear?" I replied, "I got beat up oleh a bully named Jason and his gang." She shook her head and said, "Oh, that Jason. He's been bullying kids ever since he was thirteen. We've already expelled him several times before, but he somehow manages to sneak back inside our school every time." I remarked, "That's awful." "Indeed. It is." She replied as she cleaned and patched up my wounds. She then told me, "The best thing that anda can do is to avoid him as much as possible. When anda see him, just run back to your classroom." I replied, "All right. I'll keep that in mind." When I got back home, I told my parents about Jason. After they saw my wounds and bruises, they reminded me to be very careful, to which I took seriously. Then, a few nights later, I suffered a severe asthma attack. This alarmed my parents greatly, and I was rushed to the hospital where the doctors used a small nebulizer as well as some antibiotics to clear my breathing. They also told my parents to continue using them at halaman awal until my condition improves. Thankfully, I fully recovered as the days passed. My wounds and bruises faded and healed, too. Afterwards, everything got better in the end.
TO BE CONTINUED
This is an artikel for my special friend, 80smusiclover1 (Kelly). This was a request specifically from her, so here it is.
anda are a wonderful friend, and I am glad that we met. From the time we met, anda have accepted me for who I am. anda never judged me for any of my quirks. anda have always been very kind. You've always shown concern for me and for my friends. If that's not what friendship is all about, then what is it about? I think anda are a great example of what a friend should be. I count myself fortunate to have anda as my friend. I know that sometimes the clouds get dark, but there is always a silver lining somewhere. If anda cannot see it, I'll be there to point it out to you. anda will never be alone. I am here for you, no matter what. You've always been here for me. Thank anda for being here, and thank anda for being you.
anda are a wonderful friend, and I am glad that we met. From the time we met, anda have accepted me for who I am. anda never judged me for any of my quirks. anda have always been very kind. You've always shown concern for me and for my friends. If that's not what friendship is all about, then what is it about? I think anda are a great example of what a friend should be. I count myself fortunate to have anda as my friend. I know that sometimes the clouds get dark, but there is always a silver lining somewhere. If anda cannot see it, I'll be there to point it out to you. anda will never be alone. I am here for you, no matter what. You've always been here for me. Thank anda for being here, and thank anda for being you.