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Just wanted to share my daughters story she started to write. Its about a "popular" girl who is living in different countries and gets a bad injury.

Submitted: June 20, 2012

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I opened my eyes. Where's my flowers and camo denim jacket hanging from the roof and my blue turquoise wall paper with aqua green spots, just plain white everywhere. There was a curtain around my bed and down on the floor my mum was sitting next to me on a mattress. I was in the hospital!!! I looked out the window it was nearly morning about 4:00 am. I tried to speak but no words came out I was too cold. In fact I was shivering. I had 4 blankets on top of me. The hospital sheet (not counting that one), a hospital blanket plain white, and very itchy for some strange reason, my big gold fashion blanket my uncle gave me for my 13th birthday. It had my favorite fashion designers name autographed on it and sowed on it his new exclusive skirt from France. Also a gold silk blanket which is one of my friends and a brown one which is my nanas. I was wearing a dressing gown with my gold silk pajamas underneath it. My favorite thing by far is silk and gold, Gold silk! I looked at my mum she was smiling at me, I opened my mouth but closed it again, I couldn't remember anything from yesterday it was like yesterday was the day before the day before but then today would be yesterday it's confusing (I know I'm a confusing person).My brown hair was soaking wet and looks as though it had been through a washing machine and had turned a light pale brown. My skin was as pale as a ghost like the ones you see in horror movies and I had a few scratches on my arm. At least it wasn't too bad, but the 2 bad things were I was cold and HUNGRY!!! I opened my mouth to shout but I got interrupted but my mum!! "shhhhhooooshhhh" she said in a calm voice "your breakfast is coming soon and your favorite leather with feathers jacket and gold silk top aaaaand your black track pants from Mexico are coming as well ok...?"
"Ok" I croaked just managing.

I could hear my 2 best friends Emma and Maddi outside talking. I laid my head down on my pillow with my name Danielle on it. I looked to the side of my bed my favorite Elec book-pod was there (Electronic IPod book reader. comes out in 3 weeks my uncle got it for me early from America.Awesome!!!)

My servant Amy came in with my clothes and an envelope.She was dressed in the winter silver uniform I got her with a bit of gold for £250
"I have your clothes," she said in her British accent "and a letter from..."she turned the envelope round and looked for the name"u j j j j j j jay... hmmm"
"uncle Jay" I screamed (surprisingly I did scream,I thought I wouldn't be able to scream weird"
I opened the envelope and looked inside it. It had £200 in it and down at the bottom of the envelope it had a little card in it and it said 'Dear the best Danielle in the world I've given you the money because when you fell in the lake your fav outfit got destroyed! Love Uncle Jay'

Thank you uncle jay I thought.

My best friends left from outside and popped there head in to say good bye. My mum said they had to go so I couldn’t talk to them.

The reason my servant has a British accent is we normally live in England in London but we moved to new Zealand for 2 years coz we didn't have the time to go to Fiji and build a school for them and stay there on a three year holiday (well not really a holiday we were going to have to go to school there for 2 years while we were there which would have sucked!!)
So instead we moved to New Zealand for 2 years and then to Canada for 3 months. I needed to get to school for the annual reunion of the schools sport teams which have been traveling the world going to china and France to do sports against other teams in the semi finals. I decided to go next year with Emma in the more advanced gymnastics, netball, and soccer and of course hockey (the best!! I do a lot of sport!).

I stood up and ran to my servant. My legs were all stiff, I looked down, and my left leg was completely covered in scratches from just above my knee down. "What did I do?” I partly shouted and screamed.

My mother gently pulled me over by my hand and placed me on my bed. I sat there and stared at her my mouth open and she told me the whole story!

Apparently I was having a nap on my bunk bed while my little sister was rehearsing for her band and dance contest when her friend apparently by accident threw her drum stick in the air it hit the side of the living room wall right next to my bedroom wall and apparently it made a huge BANG witch made me sit up suddenly and shout hey and apparently trip off the side of my bed on the top bunk, fall out the window and smash into the freezing cold covered in snow frozen lake outside my bedroom...
Unfortunately!! (Oh and I passed out!)

Lots of boring stuff after that apart from my foot is Brocken but it is completely numb because I had an operation on it (yippee) but it is strange because in the operation I only have to go in a wheel chair for 2 weeks and only wear a cast for 1 week but then I have to use crutches for 1 week sadly but then it's all over just before I go to school Yay!!!!(Well something like that!!!)
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Finally time to get my cast off yaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!
Most boring time of my life!!!

Finally we get to the doctors we wait in line for about an hour. Usually my step aunt can come and get us to the front of the line considering she is famous, but sadly she is not here because were in Canada. So to me waiting took for ages!!
Nurse Wilson took us into the room and she took in a big round thing witch you cut casts of with. She asked my to put my leg down on the stool and she picked up the round thing and turned it on,it started going round really really really fast like it could cut through anything!! "It can't cut through skin and I'll try to make sure I don't touch your skin anyway ok?"Said the Nurse
"ok," I whispered.
Speaking of whispering when I was at the hospital the first time I could hardly talk so they told me I couldn't talk for 2 days torture! And I had to wear a lot of clothes (witch luckily I have a lot of) and stay in bed with 3 blankets for like a week because I got exposure!! After the 2 days of torture they said I shouldn't talk much and also said I had to take pills and cough medicine because apparently I'd be coughing a lot!!

The nurse picked up the big sharp round thingy and put it on my cast it made a high sound like a saw going "nnnnnnnnnnn"
It took about 3 Minutes to get the cast of and they said that they usually do something different to get the cast of but they said it took to long.
So finally we got the cast off and they took us into another room and rubbed moisturizer onto my leg it felt really weird and they made me to foot exercises 3 times everyday not, worth it!!!

When we got back and went to the hotel we had to pack up because we were going back to England (finally). I took my list of stuff so I knew what I needed to pack. I had packed everything apart from my:

.Blue frill skirt from exclusive fashion designer from Australia
.gold singlet with over layer jacket
.gold jacket with silver rim and collar autographed: Sally Monsure
.white skinny jeans with black belt
.black track pants from Mexico (one at the hospital)

I think I remember where two of these things are." hey mum have you seen white skinny jeans with black belt?"I shouted across the room.
"It’s on the kitchen table just finished ironing it.
"Thanks”I said"have you seen any thing else on thi..."
I got interrupted by my mum" There's a pile of your stuff on the counter"
"yes!!!!!"
I ran over and grabbed my pants and then looked at all the other stuff.
Where's my jacket autographed by Sally! I thought.
"WHERE'S MY JACKET!!!"
I ran round the hotel looking for my jacket!
It wasn't under the bed, in the closet, behind the closet or any of the other places you would look!
I need to find my jacket!!
I ran out the door and on to the path way, I could hear my mum’s faint voice shouting" where are you going!"
I didn't shout back coz I new she wouldn't worry.
I looked on the road there was my jacket, with a bus heading towards it!!

There it was my Jacket all completely crumpled up on the road.
I ran on the road and picked it up went inside and (sniff sniff) threw it in the bin.
It was all ripped and cut so it was worth nothing!

The next day I woke up”uhhhh!” I groaned. Today I was going back to London and going back to school the next day! I’ll be sooooo tierd when I get back and I won’t even be able to get a day off school to rest after ages on the plane!!

I slowly stepped off the plane and onto the steep stairs. I slowly walked down and onto the wet gravel. The sun was shining even though it had just rained before. I loved the smell of the airport and the loud sound of the planes taking off and landing. When we got inside the airport we walked up the stairs to get our bags. There were thousands of people in the airport, carring heavy bags rushing around franticly looking for the way out, It was just the way I remember it.


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