What A Night It happened about a month ago on a warm Tuesday night in august. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, but I was soon to find out differently. I was about to experience the most traumatic event of my life. I was at my boyfriend Will’s band practice in downtown Springfield with him and his three friends. We decided to go check out some abandoned rooms in the old, run down three-story …showed first 75 words of 512 total…

…showed last 75 words of 512 total…he got to stitching I couldn’t look but Will seemed to love it. Sooner than I expected it was all over. The doctor gave me some instructions on cleaning it and I was on my way. After a few weeks of carefully watching not to get it wet and putting ointment on it I am now left with an inch and a half imperfection on my wrist and the tragic memory of that night.