They're in the same place they always are except I moved them a week ago!

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I like to tell people this story to make them laugh so hopefully it'll make you laugh, too. I wanna say I was ten years old when this happened so Lainee was nine. Lainee was telling me about a new trick she taught herself on her bike, saying that she could stand up on it with one hand on the handlebars.

I thought to myself, Well, if Lainee can do it then obviously I can do it. I started pedaling on my bike, stood up, let one of my hands drop to my side, and down I went. I scratched up my right leg in a bunch of different places but the main spot was a three-inch long cut on my leg.

Lainee immediately ran inside to get my dad. My mom wasn't home at the time because she was out grocery shopping and Logan was most likely playing God Of War or The Last Of Us or something. My dad and Lainee rushed outside to check my leg and saw how bad it was.

My dad told Lainee to stay outside with me while he went back inside the house to search for Band-Aids. As I can remember it, my leg didn't really hurt that much. It was cut and bruised all over and small rocks and pebbles had gotten into the cuts but all I remember my reaction being was sarcastically saying, "Ow, ow, ouch, that's pain, that's pain."

Anyway, my dad searched the entire kitchen top to bottom because that's where he remembered the Band-Aids to be. Panicking, he called my mom for help to find the Band-Aids. This is what the call sounded like. 
{A/N: Bold is my dad and Italic is my mom}

"Hey, uh, Lillyan fell off her bike and cut her leg and I don't know where the Band-Aids are!"

"They're in the same place they always are except I moved them a week ago!"

"How is THAT supposed to help me?!"

Eventually, my dad found the Band-Aids and patched me up. Now I have a three-inch scar on my leg that I tell as a funny story.
{The picture below is my scar}

 {The picture below is my scar}

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