Sam & Jack

Part 30 (end)

            
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It was Saturday. I was gonna get my stitches out in one day. I was only aloud to eat soft foods. Disgusting. "I DON'T WANT POTATOES!!!" I yelled pushing my food away.

"Sam, please just eat." Mommy told me.

I shook my head. "No.." My hair was grown out a little bit. "I don't want potatoes.." I whispered. Mommy just rubbed her head. Daddy was down stairs making videos.

"Sam, he's gonna come up stairs, and yell if you don't."

I rolled my eyes as I started eating. After my first bite, I gobbled my whole plate down. Mommy laughed as I handed her my plate. "Can you answer my questions about Ha--..Hawaii?" I asked mommy.

"Your gonna have to wait till we go there."

"Why. Why. Why. Why. Why. Why. Why. Why. Why. Why. Why. Why. Why." I followed mommy around the house as I kept saying that. "Why. Why. Why. Why. Why. Why. Why. Why. Why. Why. Why. Why. Why." Daddy came up stairs, picked me up, and threw me on the couch.

"That's really annoying, Sam."

"Whys it annoying?" Why was my favorite word. It annoyed people.

"Sam."

"What?"

"Your annoying." Both mommy, and daddy said.

That was my goal for them to say that. "YAY!!" I yelled running after Boomer.

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Today was the day I get my stitches out. Haha.. no. "NOOOOO!!" I kept running away from daddy. He as trying to put on my shoes. After a few minutes mommy got me. She held me as daddy put them on my feet. "No. No. NO!!" I yelled as I was kicking trying to get away from the car. But trust me, I failed miserably. We started driving. Boomer was in the back with me. Keeping my company.

Few minutes of fright ness, we where there. I didn't speak. I was to scared. Stitches are a pain. Remember when Anti cut me, and I got stitches? Yeah, that hurt more than the knives in me.

"Sam McLoughlin?" The same nurse from last time called. I got up. Same with mommy, and daddy. We followed the nurse, but soon Doctor Hal walked in.

"Hello again, Sam!!" He said excited.

"Hi." I didn't stutter this time.

He looked at my papers. "Okay. Taking out stitches.." He checked something off of the paper. "Lay back, and open your mouth." I did as he said. Some nurses came in. Probably because of last week. He cut one of the stitches, I flinched but I was fine. He pulled out the string, it felt like a worm was in my mouth. Don't ask how I know that.. "You did a good job, Sam."

I just nodded. I followed Doctor Hal. Same with mommy, and daddy. "Sign here, here, and here." The nurse told mommy. She finished signing whatever that was.

"Happy Saint Patrick's day!!" Doctor Hal yelled.

I got into my car seat. "What's.." I couldn't say it.

"Saint Patrick's day?"

"Yeah. What is it?"

"It's a Irish holiday. Also in America." Daddy told me.