Over the past year I've developed a very squeamish nature. So when in Biology my teacher put a bucket of pigs hearts infront of me I and many others began to retch. Eloise and I managed to land ourselves the bloodiest heart so mid her carving it up I ran away in disguist only to find right next to me was a bucket of blood. Disecting a heart didn't teach me anything about the heart just that I don't want to disect one ever again. Poor pigs. Poor me,it truly was disguisting.
MILLY.D
