Problems. (just rants)

Year 3

When i was 3, i got my baby! Not really a baby, but my puppy! She wasn't really mine. Since i was 3 i couldn't take care of her. But i always saw her as my dog. We were always together. Outside in the fields or in the kitchen on a chair. I loved her, and i still do!

She is almost 14 right now, dying a little bit but still here.

I was so happy.

Also i had an accident. Not really... I don't know how to call it. I will tell you about it.

I was a summer night, a sunday. My eldest brother had the room next mine at that time. He was 6 then. He locked me in my room, i dont have a lock or anything he just put a chair or something in front of it. The windows were open.

So the little genius inside of me thought, i can climb through the window! And I did. It went really well, until I was half way between the two windows. I fell. 3 meters to the ground. And there i was lying on the cold hard ground.

I fell down on gravel. And i was really lucky i wasnt dead.

My parents were in the living room it was around 9pm. The room was under mine. They saw that something fell. But they throught it was a pillow or a blanket that we threw out of the window. They didnt think it was a person.

When my mom came outside to pick the blanket up, she saw me lying there. Not moving, but breathing.

I wasn't dying, no i fell asleep.

So my mom woke me up outside. And I went back to bad, with only two scratches on my arm. And that was it. My mom called the doctor and he came in the middle of the night. But i was fine. Cant remember the doctor part. But I know he called me a wonder toddler that I was even alive after a fall like that.

I guess I was just really lucky that I didn't hit my head.

Sooo that was year 3
Byeee x