100 Word Challenge Week #16
Today was a calm day at the butcher shop. I slipped and my fist got chopped off. I was running to the hospital when my hand fell into a gutter, there was no time to stop. I arrived at the hospital; they put me on a bed and froze my arm. They had search parties looking for my missing body part. They found it on a building with a face they snuck up behind it and trapped it. I woke up with my hand attached to me, I was joyous, but to this day the face is still attached.