Wednesday, 3 December 2008

This Is How I Remember It

In the dining room of a house in California, a little baby girl nearly reaching age one was crawling about, accompanied by her grandmother and her dazed four year old sister. Everything was mellow, while the parents were next door in the kitchen. Just as the grandma entered the kitchen for barely a minute and a half, the thoughtless baby crawls from a few inches from the carpet towards the hard, cold concrete stairs. Her sister moved her eyes to the right and watched cautiously as this happened. ...Truth be told, she was probably too caught up in her own world to actually care about what was happening. At the exact moment the grandma came out 0f the kitchen, the tiny baby fell down the three steep stairs, and hit her head. The rest of the family runs out and panicks, while he sister claimed, "I didn't do it! I DIDN'T DO IT!" As all this was happening, the piercing cry of the baby echoed through the house, and bounced off the ceiling. It was complete chaos. While waiting for the ambulance to come, the child's voice slowly rose up, until it was literally the size of a round lime green tennis ball. When the ambulance finally arrived for what seemed like hours later, the doctors hovered over her as everyone in the family continued to hyperventilate. Fortunately, the baby wasn't vomits, which meant that it was a good sight. When the scene was over, the huge ice was placed on the baby's head, the ambulance left, the cries slowly faded away, and lastly, the tennis ball gradually went down.

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