"In my life time I have had or seen a ton of pain and injury. All of my uncles have had been hurt because they all work on farms. The one i remember the most was when my uncle Joe fell into a combine and got his legs cut off.
My family got a call late at night. I was so tired. I was eavesdropping on the caller talking to my mom. This voice sounded really familiar.
"Please help, Joe just fell into a combine and got his legs cut off. Come when you can."
Shortly after we realized that the caller was my aunt Jill. I was terrified after that moment because I thought he would die! I was only eleven at the time and have never experienced death before.
We decided to leave in the morning because they live two hours away and it was 10 at night. That night I could not sleep. All I could think about was my uncle. In the morning we packed and left emmediatly.
In the car I nervously asked my dad if he was going to be ok. "I hope so buddy."
When we got to waterloo we went strait to the hospital. I ran in and asked the lady at the counter what room he was in. She told me to go to room 203. It took us ten long minutes to find his room. During that time I was afraid he would die. We finally found the room. We ran in and Joe was sitting in bed."Thank god he's alright", I said.
I asked him what happend and he said,"well I was cleaning the combine and it suddenly turned on. I could'nt feel my legs for a second and I had to crawl one half a mile home."
Thanks to modern tecnology he is still alive today and I still have 6 uncles.
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