It was a hot summer's day and the sun was still high in the sky at 5:00. I had just come home from a summer basketball camp, and I was jumping on the trampoline when I lost balance, slipped and fell and hit my head on a chimney.I looked at my hand, and it was as red as the chimney I hit my head on. I ran out of the trampoline as I felt the tears coming down my face and holding my head with a hand. I ran into my house and my mother saw the blood from my head and immediately got me a towel. My dad then got the car keys and we went out to the car and we immediately started driving towards the hospital. I felt my hand starting to shake as I looked at my towel witch was completely blood red. When we finally reached the hospital I felt not just my hand shaking now but my legs as well. We waited and waited and waited and I was starting to feel the vibration from shaking grow in my chest now that I thought that I might die because they were taking so long. So after what felt like 5 hours we were called back. The doctor told me that I was going to have staples put in my head. I felt as if I were in the middle of antarctica during the winter when I heard those words. I saw the doctor come back with a stapler gun and I felt myself shaking once more. I took a deep breath and tried to calm down. The doctor told me I would be fine and applied a stapler gun to my head. I felt the cold metal on my head, then clink, clink the sound of the staples as they were put into my head. 

After what felt like hours the doctor said “all done.” A week later I went to the doctors office to get the staple removed and I was starting to shake when we were driving. Then I thought how when I got the staples I was shaking, but it wasn't really that bad. When we were in the doctor's office,  I was getting the cold metal staples pulled from my head, but I never shook once. I remember when that happened over the summer when I was going into third grade. Cracking my head open taught me how to be more calm. This helped me no longer start shaking when I would be nervous and helped me evolve as a person. I just need to remember that it is not as bad as I think it is and that it really is not that bad in the first place.