BAM!

Her chair snapped and she shrieked in pain. I rushed to her and saw her sitting on the floor. I helped her stand and led her to a chair, but before letting her sit, I checked the chair first if it was stable, and sit her down when I’m sure that it’s safe.

I told her to wait while I get something but she stopped me.

"Where are you going?" she asked.
"I'll just get the first aid kit" I answered.

"...I D-D-Don't need it...don't worry….I-I-I'm okay" she said. AISH! Here she goes again. I ignored her and just went to find the kit.

AISH! Why don't they have a first aid kit here? I went up to the fifth floor to get the first aid kit in our studio. I run as if in a marathon for I can feel that she's really in pain and that she has to be attended right away. I got back, tired and out of breath. I asked her again if she was okay, if she was in pain or if she wants to go to the hospital, but she refused and insisted that she’s fine.

"and..." she stopped talking.
"And?" I asked. At that point, I'm already freaking out.
"And I don't want to go to the hospital" she answered.

"Why? Are you afraid of doctors?" I asked again. Aigoo. My little girl is afraid of doctors. She's so cute.

"....traumatized… even the sight of an ambulance scares me" she explained. HUH? Trauma? What the hell happened to her that involves a hospital?

"...Do you mind if I ask why?" I asked. Please tell me, I really want to know.

"It's because of a friend... a long story" she said. A friend? I can see that she's not ready to share it and her eyes are already starting to tear up, it must’ve been really traumatic. OMO! Don't cry baby girl, I don't know what to do.

I asked her again if she was okay and I still get the same answer, but I can tell that she's not well because her legs are bruised and her ankle is swollen, though I have a feeling that it didn't get swollen during the accident awhile