My Harry potter injury
It was 2006 with typical West Coast rain, Stanley, Levi, Jacob and I were just chill playing Call of duty black ops 1 Zombies. I remember that Stanley wasn't the best at zombies at the time and I like making fun of people so it was a perfect match. So after I made fun of him for awhile he got pretty mad and started chasing me.
Stanley chased me into my mum’s bedroom where there is a little pathway beside her bed. I jumped over her bed, and the little windowsill has a pretty sharp corner. I leaped over mum's bed and crashed my head on the windowsill. “BANG!!!!” I felt a sharp pain in my forehead.
I staggered into the bathroom and looked in the mirror “Ahhhhh!!” I'm shocked as I see a giant gash in my forehead. Shakily I grab a towel from the towel rack and I sprint downstairs.
As mum sees me wandering down the stairs with a towel on my face she swiftly hangs up on dad with a “I gotta go, Joseph’s hurt himself!!” She sits me on the couch and I start to panic because everyone in the house is all crowded around me, staring at me. “Is it that bad?!” I think in my head
Winter
I love the short days
And The chimney smoke polluting the air
The lazy cats snuggling by the fire
Me getting the coal inside
And my brother struggling with carrying the wood
My tired mum toasting her toes while shes on her iPad or knitting
My little brother sits inside all day in his pajamas playing roblox
When dad comes home he spoils us with surprises
I wish we had short days forever…
