Desperate Measures .

A decade ago, I was with family and friends camping. The kids all had went to this dirty pond to go skip rocks. I was just sitting there watching my older brother skip rocks he had noticed a rock had almost hit me so he told me to get back. I did not listen to him so, I went back a couple of steps and he skipped a rock and it hit me in my forehead. The rock had split my forehead open. My cousin Stephanie was there with us and she seen that I was crying and my face was bloody. She carried me back to our camping spot and my mom started going crazy because she thought it was my eye that was bleeding. Desperate measures had came into the situation because my uncle just picked me up without saying anything and drove me on the four wheeler to the city were the vehicles were located. He then carried me to the truck and he headed to the hospital.