My Hero
My hero is may dad. He saved my life. When I was on the playground, my grandfather's dog ran under the ladder where I was hanging on. I fell down and hurt my arm. So, my dad took me and rushed to the hospital.
I had a broken arm and the doctor put it in plaster. I got better in two weeks. But the doctor said it was good my dad was so fast and careful, because he made me hold my hand straight. Today my arm is OK, but it could have a different look if it weren't for my dad. That's why my dad is my hero.
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Last edited 1/6/2009 12:00:00 AM