I WAS RUNNING

I was running as fast as i could but it was helpless, he caught me and i tripped over his foot. Nobody was there to catch me, my heart was thumping and i could barely breathe.
"Jake" I said.
"Yes" He answerd.
"You Idiot why didn't you catch me my face has grazes all over it and i am bleeding like mad. Thanks for saving me!!!" \
I got up and ran towards the closest house he was chasing me, i knocked onthe door of number 1222 Bathe Street. The door opened and out stepped an old man, he was wearing a bath robe and shouted at me.
"Why do you bleed?' He asked.
"I tripped and fell over, i sting like h**l" I screamed.
He let me in and he rushed me to his wife and she rushed me to the hospital. We both sat there waiting cautiously. I couldn't help myself but to think of the wierdest of questions to ask they old woman. By the wat her name is Mrs Bolterna-Lewis-John-Pratt, i asked her in the car why her name was so long and she answered me but said not much.
Eventually the doctor called me in and he examined me and took photos and said he hadn't seen anything as bad as this before and said i should have phond 999. But i didn't care all i cared about was Jake, he didn't even help me up or anything. I started staring out of the window and saw something yellow, but it wasn't the sun, it was pouring from the big hill, but i couldn't make it out. I tried to ask the doctor but he didn't listen and just kept on talking about how dangerous running was and how stupid i was and how i should have done this and that.