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I've done it twice on my ankles. Luckily they weren't fractured or twisted just a big bruise.

 

Before school started last year I did a jumping superman punch in a water park parking lot and landed sideways on my foot and fell. That led me to wear an ankle brace for 2 weeks. It was on my left ankle

 

Last school year I tried to block a layup in basketball and landed sideways on my right foot and fell. I ended up having to go home and wearing an ankle brace again. I shouldn't have jumped because none of this would have happened.

 

Has this ever happened to you? Leave a quick story below I'll try to read them all

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So one day... I was really tired... I was wondering if a knife was sharp... so I tested it on my finger. To this day I have no idea why.

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Ahh yeah countless times,

 

But the stupidest example was probably from playing this game outside where we were throwing rocks at one dude with a gas can as shield. Switching roles every 5 minutes or so. I really don't remember the objective of the game.. if there even was any lol. I was 8.

 

But when it was my turn, I didn't see one coming and had the rock slammed against my head.. it was bound to happen at some point.

There was blood everywhere and I had to get the wound stitched so after that we decided to not play that game again.

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Ahh yeah countless times,

 

But the stupidest example was probably from playing this game outside where we were throwing rocks at one dude with a gas can as shield. Switching roles every 5 minutes or so. I really don't remember the objective of the game.. if there even was any lol. I was 8.

 

But when it was my turn, I didn't see one coming and had the rock slammed against my head.. it was bound to happen at some point.

There was blood everywhere and I had to get the wound stitched so after that we decided to not play that game again.

Ouch

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Ahh yeah countless times,

 

But the stupidest example was probably from playing this game outside where we were throwing rocks at one dude with a gas can as shield. Switching roles every 5 minutes or so. I really don't remember the objective of the game.. if there even was any lol. I was 8.

 

But when it was my turn, I didn't see one coming and had the rock slammed against my head.. it was bound to happen at some point.

There was blood everywhere and I had to get the wound stitched so after that we decided to not play that game again.

Wow, but being a gas can, the result could have been much worse. Especially if the can decided to explode due to the rocks being throw at it. But when you're young you never thing about things like that. 

 

 

Well, now myself? Probably being towed behind a car at 40-50 km/h while using a round barrel as a sled of some sort. What made it worse is that the ground consisted of a lot of hard rock, I still have the scars to prove it. :LOL: It was fun, but the result could have been much worse than a few deep cuts. 

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I decided to jump over a huge tray which had a lot drinking glasses kept on it. Guess what, I didn't make it. A lot of blood with splinters of glass deep in my feet. I was probably seven around that time. Never committed any other stupidity ever to get hurt physically (at least).

 

Upon first reading the title, it seemed like this a topic about self-harm over regret :/

 

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As a child 6, or 7, I tried to scare my older brother by pretending to get stabbed. I put tomato sauce on my shirt, and held a kitchen knife in between my fingers, up to my chest. As I ran toward him crying-out "I've been stabbed!" I tripped over a curb and landed right on the knife! Even though there was a lot of blood, luckily it stuck into my breast plate between the rib cage. It really didn't hurt because it was sticking into the bone. So, when I stood up again, I continued with my performance. You should have seen the look on his face. :o Especially, after he found out I hadn't been stabbed  :angry: He chased me down the street vowing to kill me when he caught up with me!  :lol:  

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Lol, yes
I was probably like 5 years old

Taking to sticking tape my drawing to the door. 
I dropped off and landed on the sticky tape sharp part.

I cut open under my toe and was seriously bleeding.

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I wrote this when I was 13, not proud of it. Oh boy I'm getting regretful dreams tonight.

I read the story and I think you have nothing to to be ashamed or embarrassed about. All of the elements of a good story is there. Sure it needs some improvement and a little work, but still very well done.

 

It also shows some insight about the author....you, at 13. It shows you had a grasp of the meaning of love. You have loved, been loved and not afraid to express that love. It shows you had empathy, though expressed in a strange way by committing suicide. You mentioned that Antonio and Jessica died hand in hand, but you didn't say how she died, unless I missed that part. There's a lot of imagination that has gone into this story. I like the idea of taking TO tanks and making them into characters. 

 

I think, now that you are older and have more knowledge, you could take this story out, now and again, work on it a bit, expand the story line and the story would be great. Nope. Nothing here to be embarrassed about. 

 

 

this is prime blackmail material

No, it isn't. You read the words, but not the story behind the story. There's more than one layer to every story. All you have to do is look for them. 

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I read the story and I think you have nothing to to be ashamed or embarrassed about. All of the elements of a good story is there. Sure it needs some improvement and a little work, but still very well done.

 

It also shows some insight about the author....you, at 13. It shows you had a grasp of the meaning of love. You have loved, been loved and not afraid to express that love. It shows you had empathy, though expressed in a strange way by committing suicide. You mentioned that Antonio and Jessica died hand in hand, but you didn't say how she died, unless I missed that part. There's a lot of imagination that has gone into this story. I like the idea of taking TO tanks and making them into characters.

 

I think, not that you are older and have more knowledge, you could take this story out, now and again, work on it a bit, expand the story line and the story would be great. Nope. Nothing here to be embarrassed about.

 

 

No, it isn't. You read the words, but not the story behind the story. There's more than one layer to every story. All you have to do is look for them.

A: No. Sure he knows about it, but it doesn't necessarily mean he has 'loved, been loved and not afraid to express that love'. Perhaps he had just read too many romantic novels or watched romantic films or overheard related conversations (I myself know by the latter. I'm 13.).

 

B: Leave him, he's an old forum troll. Although to be honest, if Dest is being embarrassed... blackmailing him with this would work. You have a better point.

 

As for my own opinion on that story... "a bit shabby" as Remaine said. And got warned for.

 

 

Wait. What was this topic about again? Hmm, well... same story as @Destrod :lol:

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Just a few weeks ago, my dogs and I were in the house. I was in the living room and the dogs were down the hall in the dining room. I bent over to pick up some paper that fell on the floor. As I was picking them up, I heard a loud BANG and a YELP. I quickly stood up and turned all the same time. The room started swimming and down I went. As I went down, I saw the marble top end table in my line of vision. I twisted to miss it. I missed the table, but now I have a wrenched back.

 

Oh, the dogs.Both of them are big, so I don't know who the culprit was. I was cleaning out a bookshelf and had a pile of books on the dining room table, along with a cookie. What I think happened, was on of the dogs smelled the cookie, put his/her grubby paws on the table to get the cookie. I think he/she got a toenail caught on the lace tablecloth and pulled everything on the floor and no cookie to be found. Both dogs were in their crates with those very innocent eyes. I looked both of them over, but no outward injuries and neither were limping.  

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A: No. Sure he knows about it, but it doesn't necessarily mean he has 'loved, been loved and not afraid to express that love'. Perhaps he had just read too many romantic novels or watched romantic films or overheard related conversations (I myself know by the latter. I'm 13.).

 

B: Leave him, he's an old forum troll. Although to be honest, if Dest is being embarrassed... blackmailing him with this would work. You have a better point.

 

As for my own opinion on that story... "a bit shabby" as Remaine said. And got warned for.

 

 

Wait. What was this topic about again? Hmm, well... same story as @Destrod :lol:

did you just call me old

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This past summer, I have been working on building a go-kart. When it still had no proper drive system on it and no frame, only a chassis, I got impatient and decided to test drive it. The steering system was also crude, with no steering wheel, but a 2x4 as the front axle that you put your feet on to steer. The steering was too loose. When I started moving, the steering got shaky, and by the time I hit 20mph it was uncontrollable. It finally swung out, throwing me off the cart and onto the pavement. I skinned my knee very badly, and cut/skinned myself in about five other places.

 

The other really stupid thing I can recall doing in recent memory involved a hack saw and a metal pipe. . . I was trying to cut only one side of the pipe lengthwise, meaning that I had to angle the hacksaw in a weird way so I would cut it into two separate halves. BAD IDEA. When I was trying to start the cut, the saw slipped and gashed my unprotected forefinger, slicing it almost to the bone. I toughed it out and it didn't need stitches, but I still have a scar there and this happened almost three years ago.

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I did something really stupid a few weeks ago. I have a big dog and she likes to lie right in the middle of any major traffic path way in the house. I tell her to move and she will, almost immediately. This time, she was sleeping so soundly and dreaming I hated to wake her. My intention was to step over her very quietly. 

 

Nope...ain't gonna happen.

 

When I stepped over her I lost my balance and came down hard with my extended foot. The THUMP woke her up, she got up with a start, knocking me even more off balance and down I went in slo-mo. I thought I was going to fall on her and I tried to twist myself around to land in another direction. She ran to some part of the house and there I was on the floor. I took inventory of myself and decided nothing was broken. I was a little sore for the rest of the evening. When I woke up the next morning, I felt I had pull, torn and wrenched every muscle, tendon and ligament in my body. 

 

Lesson learned. 

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