When I was eight years old, I remember exactly everything that happened as if it was yesterday I was very sick and had to go to the doctor to get a shot. I really didn’t want to go but my parents obligated me to go. When I arrived there to my luck I was quickly attended. Within seconds the doctor prepared the injection and before I knew it he was ready to give me the shot. The moment I saw the size of the injection I pulled up my pants and ran out of the doctor office straight home while my furious mother followed behind me. Since I live in the middle of the city the doctors office is almost exactly in front of my house. It really wasn’t a bad idea although the ended up having too but the injection and my grandmother had to give it to me. It was much better my grandmother than that doctor.
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