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Knife Situation
Well, I was 7 years old.
It was around 10~11 P.M., and my parents had gone out. My grandmother was in the
living room watching TV, babysitting us.
My brother and I had a absolutely thrilling idea; "Let's play with knives!"
Now the living room was between our room and the kitchen, making it impossible for
us to get a knife....in a normal house I mean.. In our room, there was a window. No not
those windows that people throw themselves out to test the gravity theory, but a window
that connected to the laundry room, which connected to the kitchen. We got our BIG
knives and returned to our room. We turnt off the lights, and we start killing imaginary
creatures. I had to go to the bathroom so I just dropped the knife and moved to the door.
Light flooded in, and with the light, came the pain.... I looked down at my foot and I saw
there was a slit in it -.-... Now to make this a shorter:
I screamed
My granma called my dad
My dad came and took me to the emergency room (wearing pajamas (me))
I had to get it sowed (? is that right?) without anesthetic
My dad tells me not to do that again, buys me lego (>.>) for not crying
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Quote:
Originally Posted by
gingersaurus
wtf?
you crazy fool
stfu noob, your a hooligan:duh:
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Wow... Thats gotta hurt... Lol, you've got bad parents if they didn't lock their knives away to some inaccessible place. :D
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pfft...lol who locks knives away....u know from a young age that knifes are bad...or aleast i was taught that way....btw where did u get cut lol? did ur brother chop ur penor off :D :P lol jks