My back is always a problem for me since I grew up. When I was younger I was frolicsome. I was a leader to my playmates to play far from our house. We build a little house where we can sleep, cook, do some laundry or doing stuff like the real one, and each one of us doing our individual duty. We are so happy living that little moment.
We play hide and seek most of the time. My playmates are my cousins and neighbors. One day when we play hide and seek I was hiding in the curtain not knowing that there was a hole down below. Upon my step. I grabbed one of my playmates and we both fell all the way straight to the hole.
I never tell my parents about what happened because I know my father will get angry and he might spunk me. I didn't know that my right arm was dislocated I just knew it when I raise when I'm preparing to get ready for bed that I can't raise my arm and in pain...still I didn't tell my father.
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