When I was six years old my Aunt Jeannie was going to take me to the doctor because I was really sick. I didn’t want to go anywhere. So my aunt and my mom were trying to get me to get out of bed. So in ten minutes I finally got out of bed. My mom said my appointment was at 10:00 so I got in the shower. Then when I got out, my mom blowdried my hair, picked it up in ponytails and curled my little bangs. When we were ready, we drove to the doctor’s office.
When we arrived, the doctor called my name. We went in, and he weighed and measured me. We went back out, I was watching Nemo. Then they called me back in he asked my aunt what was wrong with me. She told him I had a bad cold and was coughing and coughing . Then he looked at my tongue - it was really red. He looked in my ear he told me it wasn’t that bad. So he gave me a shot as the long, skinny, silver needle went through my soft skin. I burst out crying. It really really hurt. We were walking to the door he gave my aunt the prescription.
In two hours, we went to go get my medicine. We got out of Walgreens then all of a sudden I heard a noise ” Bzzzzz!!!” So I ran behind my aunt. The bee was really big it was black. I quickly ran to the car with my hands in the air “AHHHHHHHHH!!” When the bee stung me on my palm, I was crying and crying. My aunt drove really fast to the hospital I was so scared!!