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. …
