memory

memory

i remember at the age of 4 i was sitting by the fire inside a warm house. i felt a bit alone because my dad was working, my brother was asleep and my mum was getting wood. i went to see my mum out by the shed she was chopping wood. splitting it in half putting a thought in my mind saying that looks rather simple, so as my mum went to go inside with some firewood i ask her if i can chop some wood she says “hold up” but from the distance between us my ears thought she said “yes.” some how i manage to lift the axe and swing it. the first swing was rather easy but pulling it out was hard. after i used most of my strength to pull the axe i lost control and in a matter of seconds i hand the sharp tip of the axe go right into my toe. i remember me screaming in extreme pain i see my mum come she picks me up and rushes me inside, she grabs a cloth to stop my fluids from spreading but it bearly helps, she says that the ambulance are on the way not that i knew what the ambulance were at the time but as soon as they arrived i remember going to sleep and when i woke up i saw lights flashing i remember seeing those lights the same way every single time i goto the hospital. they asked me what foot hurts? i remember i couldn't even speak i was in so much pain that i was crying for the entire time but by the time i stopped i was back asleep. i woke up feeling better my mum looks at me with joy and my father just arrived at the time and he looks at me glad to. 7 years later i am scared with a deformed toe i had 18 stitches and the marks are still there until today.