WHEN+THE+FIGHT+BEGAN.

One day when I was 10 my sister and I fought over a doll and then she stepped on the bouncy ball. After she stepped on the ball she fell on the metal mailbox, and we figured out that mailboxes can break skin. So, she was cut and we had to go to the hospital. Once we were at the hospital we found out she had to get stitches. Well after we reached our house I had to say goodbye to my poor little mailbox because we had to throw the mailbox away. When I saw her leg I felt like it was all my fault and trust me you didn't want to see her leg. It was so bloody, gouging and dicusting! After we all got home I went straight to my room and didn't want to come out, but my mom kept insisting that it wasn't my fault. So I gave up and came out of my room.//**
 * //Never fight over a doll when there's a bouncy ball and a metal mailbox on the floor because then someone will get hurt.