The Trials and Triumphs of A Stubborn Child

Though a number of my childhood incidents don't stick in my head as well as I'd like, there is one particular incident i will never forget.
One sunny, summer day I was playing with my neighbor, and first friend, Andrew. We had been playing for much of the day in his sandbox. But today, this sandbox wasn't just any sandbox, it was a kitchen! We were pretending we had a restaurant under our lovely home, which was really just the old playhouse held up by wooden posts with a trap door in the bottom to get into the sandbox.
Up until this point we had been playing so intently in the sand, we hadn't gotten up for at least two hours. Getting an idea, Andrew decided to cross to the other side of the yard. Of course, I followed.
I didn't mention earlier that Andrew's family had a dog. It may seem that this s is irrelevant to the story, but it happens to he one of the key factors into what is later to come.
His dog Oliver, Ollie for short, spent most of his days outside as well, often times being involved in our many games. Of course, like all animals, Ollie's "bathroom" was the great outdoors, equivalent to Andrew's backyard in Ollie's eyes.
To make sure their yard stayed clean, Andrew's family used shovels to pick everything up. That's what we were getting at this time, a shovel. As we crossed the yard Andrew found the shovel he was looking for, picked it up, and put it over his shoulder, the sharp edge facing in the direction of his back. Having just been cleaned Andrew was going to put it away and grab something from their shed. Just then, he stopped.
The silence of the summer air was broken by a piercing scream. A high shriek that could be heard all through the neighborhood. Having felt a force against the shovel Andrew turned around to see me sitting on the ground wailing with pain. He saw the blood dripping down my forehead and face, oozing from the place where the blade had cut.
I'll never forget how i felt at that moment, looking up at Andrew watching me with terror. I remember feeling as if worms were crawling out of my head, and then falling down my face, never stopping. I had never experienced such a pain in my life, and to his day have never felt anything like it. I hope I never experience it again.
The rest of the day is more of a blur. I ended up being carried by Andrew's dad, whom I had never seen run as fast as I did that day, to my house, where i was immediately strapped in the car and taken to the emergency room. I ended up getting stitches for my first time that day. All i vaguely remember thinking is it felt like the doctor was flossing my head.
Even as my memories start to fade, this I remember. And anytime i start to forget, all it takes to remember is the scar i still have next to my right eyebrow.

Hello.

Well hey there everyone.
First off, as you probably know, my name is Cassandra. To start, I have many interests including: music, books, movies, writing, acting, singing, art, and I'm also a really big sports fan. I love spending time with my family, especially my ten year old brother, Montez, though unfortunately, he lives in Texas.

My post high school plans are to attend college. I'm planning on majoring in music education (instrumental), and minoring in english. I hope to become a high school band teacher and if that doesn't work out a high school english teacher.

I've read many books and can't choose just one favorite, but I always like to read Just as Long as We're Together, by Judy Blume, over and kver again. My favorite movie of all time is Dirty Dancing, because i LOVE dancing and music. Whenever I watch it I just feel very happy. Though I like so many musicians, Frank Sinatra and Radiohead have to be my top two favorites to listen to.