The following is a writing assingment for 8th grade literature, using hyperbole:
I don’t know about you, but I don’t like being embarrassed. There was one incident that I have a hard time forgetting. Last spring while I was in art class, I was stabbed with an Exacto knife. I was slow to react, like, really slow, like not enough O’s in slow. My Aunt Lisa says I was shivved (shivved: a knife or other utensil, used to harm people, usually in prison). With that being said, the person who stabbed me is now under witness protection. It pains me to think that a lot of people probably will remember what happened.
After being shivved, I bled a lot and had to go to the nurse’s office. That’s when things got even more embarrassing. I felt a little woozy and slightly giddy, and had to stay in the office for what seemed like a millennium, while my friends were milling around about to have a collective heart attack. I don’t like a lot of attention, especially from people I know. So having the whole entire world focused on me was very embarrassing.
The nurse called my mom, who came and picked me up from school. To get out of school early would have been fun on a normal day. But I had to leave school and go directly to the pit of doom and despair, also known as the doctor’s office. While there, they told me that I might lose a leg. But my mother begged and pleaded and told them that I could never face Mr. Kruse with only one leg. So the nurses gave in and I only had to get a few stitches.
Getting stitches involved removing way more clothing than I am comfortable with among perfect strangers. They had to numb my leg in preparation for the stitches and I kept telling them that I could still feel the needle. So finally after 15 shots, they proceeded to diabolically stitch together my leg. I look like Frankenstein, and it took a day and a half for feeling to return to my leg. The next day, as I lurched through the hallways, dragging my right leg, everyone stopped to stare at me. Now I have had other embarrassing moments, but, this I will never, ever forget!
I don’t know about you, but I don’t like being embarrassed. There was one incident that I have a hard time forgetting. Last spring while I was in art class, I was stabbed with an Exacto knife. I was slow to react, like, really slow, like not enough O’s in slow. My Aunt Lisa says I was shivved (shivved: a knife or other utensil, used to harm people, usually in prison). With that being said, the person who stabbed me is now under witness protection. It pains me to think that a lot of people probably will remember what happened.
After being shivved, I bled a lot and had to go to the nurse’s office. That’s when things got even more embarrassing. I felt a little woozy and slightly giddy, and had to stay in the office for what seemed like a millennium, while my friends were milling around about to have a collective heart attack. I don’t like a lot of attention, especially from people I know. So having the whole entire world focused on me was very embarrassing.
The nurse called my mom, who came and picked me up from school. To get out of school early would have been fun on a normal day. But I had to leave school and go directly to the pit of doom and despair, also known as the doctor’s office. While there, they told me that I might lose a leg. But my mother begged and pleaded and told them that I could never face Mr. Kruse with only one leg. So the nurses gave in and I only had to get a few stitches.
Getting stitches involved removing way more clothing than I am comfortable with among perfect strangers. They had to numb my leg in preparation for the stitches and I kept telling them that I could still feel the needle. So finally after 15 shots, they proceeded to diabolically stitch together my leg. I look like Frankenstein, and it took a day and a half for feeling to return to my leg. The next day, as I lurched through the hallways, dragging my right leg, everyone stopped to stare at me. Now I have had other embarrassing moments, but, this I will never, ever forget!
Comments
How can we expect any less, she IS a direct descendant of the one who writes the BEST GM announcements! :D