Personal Narrative: I Want A Carilage Fencing

On a whim, one day, I decided I wanted a cartilage piercing. My mom looked at me and said, “I think it would look good, as long as your father is okay with it.” I smiled and called my father, who said he supported my decision to get one as long as I had thought this through and was absolutely sure I wanted one. I was so excited! My mom had to go to Rockingham Mall anyways, so we went to get one. We were talking on the way there and my mom suggested that I get a stud for the first earing. I thought about it and decided to wait until we went into the store and saw the earrings to decide. When we got in the store and looked at the studs, one caught my eye. It was a space grey setting with a diamond in the middle that would show through if people
saw the stud. I decided I liked it and wanted to get it. So we told the lady what I wanted and she got the earring out of it’s case and brought me to a separate room where they do the piercing. She took out a long, seemingly hollow needle and started to clean it and the earring. The lady told me to sit and came and cleaned my right ear. After she left to get the earring and needle, all I could think was ‘Is this going to hurt?’ She came back and told me to stay still and just stay calm. She didn't even count to three before she plunged the needle through my cartilage. In fact, it didn’t hurt at all! It felt as if I was getting my ear regularly pierced. It’s been over half a year since I got the piercing and if you look at my right ear you’ll see my new earring for it.