how i got stiches.
it was a nice summer day that we went to the park with my family I stoped to tie my shoe because I saw it was untied after i tied my shoe i saw that there was a bee on my shoe so i shook it off and i stood up and the next thing i know it was on my shirt i screamed in fear and my mom came to help she took it off but right after that it was on my head and i screamed again and i stung me next thing i know i woke up in the hospital and i saw that there where about 3 docter i saw they where going to do something to my head and i kicked them once they started and they gave me a shot that put me to sleep and they finished and we went home and my head felt weird but it was because i had stiches on my head and so now or 3 years later up to this day i shave a mark of those stiches on my head have a good day and remember you are loved be creful around bees and yes im now up to this day i am still scared of bees so yeah have a good day you are loved and remember to be kind to others the end.
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