I remember the first time i hurt myself. I was playing with my mother in me and my sisters bedroom. She had me up on her feet in the air and I remember laughing listening to her play with me,smiling hard and my sister on her side of the room sleeping in her pink princess crib. That was a good moment and memories until i fell and hit my head on the ground.
The moment i realized my head was leaking i was scared and furious. There was a big hole in my head from hitting the corner of my bed stand. My mom rushed up n grabbed me cuddling me scared to what actions could happen from that even. We rushed to an hospital,Manatee Hospital,and went straight to the room.
They strapped me down and ofc i was scared i was only like 5yrs old and didn't know what was going on. Next thing you know i feel a sharp pain in my head,it was and staple,i found out afterwards i had to get 52 staples,63 stitches. Even though i had been hurt that my mom let them do that to me, she took me afterwords to go get my favorite ice cream,sprinkle vanilla, from McDonalds.
I have sprung both legs,one arm,and finger. Also,got an bead stuck in my head. I have always been a daredevil wanting to try everything extreme and outrageous. I feel everyone should have fun while they're young even tho i was EXTREMELY YOUNG.

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