hey! welcome to my blog
i know who want to read this but, when i'm sad maybe this is the exactly place to talk about it and maybe someday anyone read my blog idk. btw, My name is Puteri and i'm from Indonesia. and right now, i'm 15 years old and in august i'm 16. but who care?lol. actually i make blog just wanna be friends with someone who feel alone like me :( so right now i wanna talk about My life as a teenager.
my life is just like anybody else and flat life;always being ignored; be a third best friends;no abs;and things get me not feel grateful. when in first day of my high school, i literally so scared that i don't have friends and everybody just look and staring at me and maybe for the first time it's really awkward. i mean don't we? just ask name and then silent all the time. i'm so glad but then i got a friend. it makes me feeling comfortable and same opinion.everything was going ok and better with my new friend. but, when the next day on sunday i got accident i fell in the edge of the sharp wall. my right leg broke because, i was running to open for my dad put the motorcyle in the back door and my dad yelled at me to immediately open the door and i'm running through kitchen near refrigerator, whose water is spilled from the broken fridge and in the kitchen the lamp is already dark and i can't see anything when I slipped and hit the water and finally my litlle finger tilted and almost disappeared. and when i realized at first i feel my butt hurt and then my leg i'ts feel pain and the pain is don't stop. and how stupid i, i just walked as usual to the back door and when i opened it my dad look at the front light of the motorcyle. ''What is that?turn on the lamp please'' and when i turn on the lamp i was shocked. the blood from my leg so many and when i look at my leg i cried. my dad reaction? just confused and not doing anything. and then i called my old sister and then she's be like: ''OMG.. WHAT ARE THOSE FOOT SKIN CAUGHT IN THE WALL?, I''M GONNA CALL MOM OK'' she was really cared to me and then my sister wakes my mom and then my mom was bring me to the near hospital from home. actually it's not like hospital but clinic. and i got the nearly 30 stitches. i'm not lying but it really so sick. and the doctor said comeback this week for checked up. and when i came to the clinic and the doctor was change and not the same and my leg everyday got worse and worse. my mom is angry and feel disappointed with that clinic because my leg instead of straight,even tilted. and my mom was bring me to the new hospital and when i check up the doctor said ohh it's worse, you must operated or you will lose your leg. and my reaction is hdeiugecgfwybwd. i'm just silent and next day i get operated and finally everything going well.
thanks for reading this,btw :)
