All of a sudden, I was wondering why she put a broken chair up to the table, plus I was furious.
I didn’t guess what to do last week, however i was embarrassed plus wondering if I had been seriously disfigured, or just too embarrassed to sit up. I sat down on our neighbors new wood chair plus the back broke off. It snapped the wrong, plus I ended up flipping the chair backward, when the chair went backward, I hit our head on the floor plus our legs slammed against the heavy wood table I was resting at. I could tell she was frustrated, although I didn’t guess if it was because I broke the wood chair, or she was upset if I was hurt, and all I wanted to do was crawl under the table plus hide as I looked up at all the faces staring down at me. I rolled off the wood chair seat plus ungracefully pulled myself to our feet, my head was throbbing, plus our pride was suffering. I excused our self plus apologized for destroying her chair, but she was apologizing for not telling myself and others the back of the wood chair was broken plus I shouldn’t lean against it. All of a sudden, I was wondering why she put a broken chair up to the table, plus I was furious. I stomped to the washroom, hoping to scrub our face plus calm down. All I could picture was the broken wood chair, plus wondered if she would have said something to myself and others about the chair, if I hadn’t fallen. Maybe she would have called myself and others later plus told myself and others I broke the wood chair when I leaned back, although I was wrong. She absolutely did felt back, especially when I saw the gash on our knee where it slammed into the wood table.