The place I lived at was very simple and flashy, so the school I went to had to be flashy too. There were a lot of spoiled people at school. One of these people was Mandy. I was very angry to that girl. She was constantly making fun of me. One day with her words, the other day with her actions… You really didn’t want to deal with those types of people, and I especially didn’t either. She was always bragging to me about her money or family. I always wanted to take revenge on this girl, but I couldn’t be such a bad person.
One day Mandy and I got into a huge verbal fight and about two hours later I was walking down the stairs when I felt two hands behind me and before I could turn around, I was already on the ground. When I woke up, I was in the infirmary. I had a terrible headache and called me to the infirmary. When the woman came, she said that I fell down and hit my head on the corner of the stairs. And suddenly I started yelling that Mandy did it. The woman looked at me with surprise. I told the woman to call my family immediately. 5 minutes later my mother came to pick me up. We immediately came to the hospital we went to when I was little, which was my least favorite. I never wanted to come to this hospital. When we arrived, a male doctor with a strange face welcomed us. The man’s appearance was very strange. He immediately took me for examination. When I left the examination, the doctor wanted to talk to my mother. This should scare me. When my mother stayed at home, her face was sullen. I knew something bad had happened. My mom said we’d talk when we got home, so I went back. When we got home, I sat on the sofa and my mother sat on my left side. I didn’t know how he learned to talk, but I figured it out.
It had been two days since my conversation with my mother, and I was still under the influence of the incident. The doctor told my mother that I would soon lose my memory and only one memory would remain in my mind. I suddenly went into shock. I never thought something like this would happen. I didn’t think it would come from Mandy in particular. I wanted to ask him about this when I went to school, but I could lose my memory at any moment. After crying all night, I woke up, came to my senses, and reviewed what had happened in my memory for the last time. After this incident happened, I learned that none of our memories are a guarantee of the good days we live.