Helllooooo !!
Bref, lundi j'avais de l'anglais et je devais faire un texte en lien avec la peur. En tant que Mendesarmy, voici le mien (le texte est fictif) :

Stitches

What's my fear ? Needles.
Yup, I'm talking about those creepy metallic short instrument using for vaccine or stitches, the two things I hate to most.
One day I cut my leg very badly and my mom brought me to the hospital. What the nurse told me ? I'll be needing stitches. First I thought he was lying, but when I saw the needles I realized that was real. I began to trembling, sweating very much and screaming. I was uncontrollable, everything except that. After many minutes, the nurse gave me a tranquilizer and a pain killer. When he began, the fear still there, I can't move or do something or I'll hurt myself more badly. So I rest on the chair, holding back the envy of screaming.

That's my phobia, but what's the most senseless thing about that ? My favorite song is called Stitches by Shawn Mendes, and inside, the word needles appear.

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Comme je te l'avais dit, voici mon devoir -mendesarmy 😂😘
Désolé si il y a des fautes, je ne suis pas là pro. Si vous en voyez n'hésitez pas à me le dire.

Bon moment de la journée 😂😂
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