A horrible experience in my life

 This was always played on the road in front of our houses. By then I was in grade 3. One day we were playing in the street as usual.Uncle Premasiri comes up and down the road on his bike after work. Everyone got off the road. But I panicked and jump in middle of the road. At the same time I remember an accident😕. I was overturned on the road and everyone surrounded me. At that, my mother come to me crying. It was only when I saw my mother crying that I started crying because when I was scared I was stoned. Suddenly, I saw may mother faint. I cried louder and louder,my Grandma and my auntys regained consciousness and took me to the hospital.My father was abroad at the time. Om. The way we got a call from Dad. Mom told me not to cry for Dad to hear. Because at that time my father could not come from there and my mother must have suggested that.

         When we went to children's hospital we have to stopped for three or four days in hospital. I remember my uncle bringing me a big bar of chocolate to see me😍. Somehow I held on for a month. I still have the mark in my face from that incident, but I still remember the accident and the big chocolate that my uncle brought 🤭