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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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aside from gym class recess was my favorite time of the school day. I sang Fly like an ego. Any time I got on the swings or ran, I knew I was flying. When each dried was so strong, I kicked myself in the butt. I don't know how it happened. I'm usually so sure footed when playing. But it happened. I fell, enrolled the skin off my right knee, and it's corresponding elbow. It was probably the combination of the smart dress and girly shoes I was wearing that impaired me. It was no light abrasion. I could ignore the way I would usually have done. My skin looked white where I had injured myself, and it hurt enough to make me cry from the pain. Some. I also shed a few tears for the amount of down time. This was sure to involved with this much bloodshed. There was no way my almost motherly first grade teacher would leave this unaddressed. I was taken to the nurse's office so my wounds could be tended to. They were washed and doused with yellow orange disinfecting stuff that thankfully did not sting. What genius had created this despite the conspicuous color. I loved it at first application. I had put alcohol on lesser scrapes and been on fire for several minutes afterward, enough so that I was careful of hurting myself and silent about it. If I did, when I had Children, I would Onley use stuff that didn't sting.