Why are you leaving?

I was 4 years old when he left. Who left? My uncle Nataniel. Left where? To the Marines. I didn't want him to. I love him so much. Once I saw him walk out that door with his luggage I burst into tears. I didn't know where he was going but i didn't care I wanted him to come back. Over the years I learned where he went and why. I still remember. Right now he is in Afghanistan. And i'm scared. Why? Because if he gets killed in war. I still video chat with him, but thats not enough for me.

My Bleeding Session

This happened a couple of years ago, I was like 4 years old. I had slept over my grandma's house for the weekend. Grandma was doing laundry and it was a Saturday. I was so hipper I started running back and forward through the curtain. So I didn't realize that the stick for the curtain holder was getting lose. Grandma screamed and said ELIZABETH QUEDATE QUIETA!! so I stopped for a couple of minutes and went back to running. Then I looked back at my grandma then all of a sudden I feel something drop on my toe. I looked back and my foot, it was bleeding! I thought it was a regular cut, but no. I walked into the kitchen to show grandma what had happened. Grandma said WHAT HAPPENED? I said the curtain holder fell on me. Then she started screaming ANA MARIA , LINO, JULIO and MARIH! Then they had to take me to the hospital immediately. They toke me to the ER. And they had to attend me immediately. The doctor said I had to get stitches. When grandma heard I had to get stitches she contacted my mom, contacted godmother. Then everyone was there. I was so scared. Next thing you know i am in a room with a bed, a doctor, and a bunch of operating utensils. I started to cry when the doctor cleared out the blood with alcohol. Not that i wasn't crying before. 2 hours later operation's over , the doctor wraps a type of paper around my toe and gives my mom a type of soap for my foot. And til this day I remember.