Operation
The day was as normal as ever, I went to school and got back from school peacefully, until some thing happened. I found some sort of mysterious objects that is in my left hand while I was writing my fifth grade homework. I stopped doing my homework and started playing with the small rounded and solid meatball in my hand. I felt a bit funny, amused, frightened, terrified, and worried about not knowing of what is it. The next day I hurried to my parents and told them what was happened and what was in my hand. They wanted to take me to the hospital, but I rejected very badly, partly because I still did not like hospital much. My parents and I had a long negotiation in the dinning room at dinner. I finally won the negotiation, I didn't have to go to the hospital. I was very happy that I danced around singing songs and with a smile on my face for the rest of the week.
Operation
Operation Game Over on May 10 in Munich, Germany
Anonymous Operation Game Over on May 10 in Munich,...A week later, a terrible disaster happened to me. I had to go to the hospital because I was forced by my parents to go to the hospital.
On the way to the hospital, it was terrible. I kept asking my father, who's driving the car and what is going to happen to me after I met the doctor. Is the doctor going to give me a few shots that will cause enormous pain? Or give me some bitter Medicines that I hated the most? Or am I going to have operations? The moment I said, "operation", sweat started dripping from my head and body as if I was flooded with sweat. My heart pounded as hard as ever. My heart is going to explode. I couldn't think clear.
Personal Experience-Operation
A good essay on the feelings of pre-operation, but the grammar needs to be improved drastically. I was confused about what the thing was that was in your hand - and I still don't know what it was.
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