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That was way back in the third grade. When I was three, my mom got some cookies from some place (can't remember where) and I tried to take some, but then I heard footsteps, which meant I would get caught. So I jumped off the counter, screamed, and ran HEADFIRST into the side of the TV. The bleeding was so bad, I'm pretty sure I had to be taken to the hospital. @[email protected]
No, you're not stupid ^_^
If I had a dollar for every time I was injured like that, I'd be rich.
I still remember one particular scenario:
I was late for school, and when I was running up to the gym (which is where they always met before class), I slipped and fell on some sharp rocks. Both my knees and my palms were stained with blood, and the scars are still on my knees. @[email protected]
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