Firstly, in November of 2012 in the afternoon on a Saturday I went to Mean Street Tattoos, a place around the corner from my house. Next, when I got there it wasn’t a lot of people there, …show more content…
Then, when I was driving there, I was excited, but edgy at the same time. After, I arrived I went inside with my mom, dad, sister, and cousin and told the lady at the front desk what I wanted and sat on the chair. To release my tenseness my family started talking to me and making me laugh, so I could be relaxed. When I got there I was waiting for hours, that felt like forever. In the meantime, the man that did my tattoo came out and asked me what I wanted and where do I want it, I said I wanted a heart with stars and showed him a picture and said I wanted it on my stomach near my hip. Straightaway, he went to the back to draw it and when he was done he showed me and I adored it. In time, the tattoo artist went to his room to set up everything to get ready for my tattoo. Immediately, he was done and called me in, only my sister and cousin came in, and when I sat down on the lounge chair he started cleaning the area I was getting my tattoo at. Suddenly, he put the needle gently placing it on my skin and it didn’t even hurt a bit. I barley felt anything, but then, when he started doing the outline on my hip it started to sting like a bee. Finally, when the tattoo was complete, I got up and I was sweating like a pig because I feared the whole time especially since it was hot in there as