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\u2018Ouch!\u2019 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.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n When I back home, I reported this incident to my mother. \u2018Don\u2019t be such a weakling. Just a trivial incident and you want to consult the doctor? Ludicrous!\u2019 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.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n 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.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n 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.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n If I were given a dream which could come true, I wish the \u2018tragedy\u2019 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.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n 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.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n It left a memorable scar on me. <\/p> \u2018Ouch!\u2019 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? 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