It was just a scratch

Yesterday or was it the day before my sister came home from school complaining about how the locker hit her finger and she got a huge scratch. The teacher then got her a first aide kit and bandaged her. So my sister loves to tell the story over and over and keep showing the evidence. So I looked at it and said, “this is nothing compared to what I what I used to do.”

She said, “what happened to you? Any bruises in school?”

I said, “yah! Almost every day. But one was special.”

She said, “what? What happened?”

I said, “well, you know the sharpener and the metal part of it? Those circle plastic sharpeners with the metal top?”

She said, “yah?”

I said, “Yah, so the sharpener broke off and fell inside the sharpener. I was a genius when I was 6 years old. You know what I did?”

She said, “what?????”

I said, “I wanted to take out the metal sharpener part by inserting my finger through the hole to take it out. My finger got stuck and wouldn’t come out. The top part was metal and the more I tried to take my finger out of it, the more the metal tried to go into my skin. So I couldn’t get my finger out of the hole.”

She said, “oh my GOD! What did you do?”

I said, “well, the school called mama, and they took me to the nurse, but the nurse couldn’t do anything.”

She said, “What?”

I said, “well, they had to search around for anyone who has a plier. The metal had to be broken apart with the plier. So I had about 3 teachers and a nurse around me till they found a plier and broke the metal. My finger was then free!”

She said, “wow. So you were bandaged for a while?”

I said, “yep. It was cut under my skin! I was heavily bandaged! I was famous after that day! Everyone in my grade knew me for what I did!”

She said, “I am way better than you. I never do that to my self.”

I said, “yah. You are not living your childhood at all. I used to come home every day from school with bleeding knee or bruised somewhere on my body.”

She said, “huh?”

I said, “yaaaah!! I played sports, especially soccer for school and I was bruised all the time. Mama would get mad on a daily bases!”

I think my sister after that thought I was a crazy horrible child! She just haven’t lived her childhood to the max yet! I feel sorry for her. Tsk tsk!”

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