One day when I was 10 I was hanging out with Ellen. I felt pain in my back. I told her to see if there was anything there and she screamed. It was green and reaching at her. I asked what it was. She said in a scared voice, “It’s an arm. It’s green and it’s reaching at me!” I ignored it until dinner when I told my mom about it. My mom called the doctor. The doctor said it was “armaphobia”. He also said it would never go away. A few months later Ellen grew one too! It came in handy with a lot of things but I never found out how to get rid of it.