fear and friends
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Aimie McGready
Personal reflective essay
"Ok class, this form is very important, make sure it goes straight home", the teacher said firmly. I wondered what it was. I got my form and stared at it then I looked to my friend Donna. My hands were shaking and my face went as white as a ghost's.
This was my worst nightmare! The one thing that I had dreaded since starting secondary school the BCG. For as long as I can remember I have been terrified of needles and jags. If I saw one on TV I became like an animal with a tranquilliser dart in me and I felt as though the needle was in my vein and not the character on TV's vein. I think that your body is not here to be jagged with needles and filled with a fluid that only "might help prevent" a disease. I was determined that I was not having a long piece of metal stabbed into my arm!..