Paragraph Writing Assignment

I believe each of us have gone through the childhood, and yes it is awesome back then, either it was a bad memories or sweet memories. Well, it is what we experienced it, these are my unforgettable childhood memories. When I am about 3 or 4 years old, my family and I went for vacation; as usual, when the school’s break my family and I were enjoying our holidays together. So, it was 8 to 9 hours driving, and of course my parents do tired, so we stop by at the oil station to fill the fuel tank. While we were waiting in the car, my mother go to the groceries store to buy some food for us, so we could eat along the journey. I want to tag along with her but she assist me not to, because she saw the situation at the oil station, it was full with cars and yes it’s a busy day. With my stubbornness, I take my own decision to follow her from back, I ran towards her. Then, I guess she felt something isn’t right, she turn back and she saw me from the distance running towards her. She saw the truck wants to pass through the road, with her worried face, my mother gave me ‘stay there, don’t come any closer’ signal. I stopped and I saw the 16-tyres, blue in color, and big truck, but my feet wants to run to my mother. Finally my feet brings me to her, and the truck driver was like a long press horn at me. I just hug my mother, she sent me to the car, and I got what I deserve, I have been scolded by mother so hard. Yes, I know she was mad at me because she was worried. Thank you mom for everything. My second unforgettable childhood memories, when I was 6 or 7 years old, that time I was in the bathroom, prepared to take my bath. Before I take my bath, well you know kids, they will play in the bathroom, so do I, I enjoy myself. Suddenly, something got my attention in the cabinet, which is sticking at the wall and above the sink. I want to take it but, since the cabinet is high and I wasn’t tall enough, I climbed the sink. When I’m on the sink, I wanted to open the cabinet with one hand, because the other hand is to keep my balance on the sink. Before I can reach it, I fell down on the floor, following by the broken to pieces sink. I was speechless, I saw drops of blood on the floor, quickly I check myself if I got any wound. Thankfully, I relief that I got nothing at all at the first time. But then, I wasn’t satisfied because I felt something wrong, so I checked my hands, turn it upwards and when I turn downwards, I watched my thumbs just hanging there, full of blood and I even saw my bone. I just look at my hands, then my parents knock the door. They asked me what’s going on in the bathroom. So I said I fell, and I open the door, I showed my hands to my mother. She was speechless, and she brought me at my room, wrap my wound to stop the bleeding. My brother and my dad quickly bring me to the nearest clinic. When we were at the clinic, they bring me to the doctor’s room immediately. The nurse take my hand, wash the wound, and I watched the doctor stitch it. So, i get 3 stitches, that’s how I got my scar.