Personal Narrative On Cut From The Cheese Grater

Once I was shredding potatoes when my hand slipped and I got a cut from the cheese grater. I was eleven and I was making hash browns. It happened in the evening when I was bored. After I cut myself I rushed to get a paper towel to stop the blood. I stood in the middle of the kitchen squeezing my finger hoping that the blood would stop. In the other room, my dad was watching football unaware I had cut myself. I was worried if I told him he would get mad at me because I wasn’t being careful. Then, I removed the towel but the blood kept on coming. I couldn't work up the courage to tell him.
Finally, after a long time, I told my dad that I had cut myself while using the grater. My dad jumped up and went to the bathroom to get me the Neosporin