On the Sunday morning, I should have been expecting to get up lately. But something caused to wake me up, a terrible headache. Then, my hand was putted on my head which was as hot as the boiling soup. My lip was as dry as the desert. Later, taking temperature was finished. I could tell for sure that I have already had a high fever. So I ran as fast as the latest developed bullet train. Only several minutes, a taxi was stopped by me. The inside of the car is a refrigerator which seemed as a heaven for a human being with a high heat.

   Having come to the doctor, I was told that it’s necessary for me to accept an injection, otherwise it seemed my lively life will be over. I was scared like a mouse was seen by a cat who will eat the cat. And I was scared injection which was never given to me. In another word, It has never occurred to me that involved to feel when I accept an injection. Finally, I bit my lip and decided to accept the injection in order to live longer. During that short moment, the needle was considered as one of the world’s most harmful weapon.

     After two hours’ suffering , I was as right as rain. And I also can be as timid as a mouse. I believe my memory of the special event will be foggy in the following day.