With My Entire BodyFirst I would like to say, the group page for this experience cuts off at the top, and didn't allow me to press the Me Too button to join the group. So I might be just writing this story without being a member of the group. And that's a shame since I DEFINATELY belong in this group! I have the scars to prove it! LOL
Secondly, I wouldn't recommend anyone using my drastic measures to break a window. There could be crying, screaming, (ok, it was hysteria for a few minutes until the shock set in), and blood loss involved. But in my own defence, I DIDN'T intend to break the window! I was simply a young child trying to race 3 cousins out of the house and get the best seat on the swing set outside. I took the lead, alright! But never made it Out the door. Instead, I was stopped THROUGH the door! Darn Grandma's glass door! Darn the missing knob that trained us to push the metal fr
As it was I recieved multiple cuts up and down both arms. The deepest remains this day as a slash across my right wrist. It is right against a vein. We believe I nicked the vein according to the amount of blood I lost. It truely needed stitches, but I screamed frantically until I got my way, refusing a hospital visit. LOL. Grandma said if any child had the strength to yell and carry on as I was, I was alright enough not to have to go to the hospital! ( Yay! I love you, Grandma!) A few days later, a new door was in place.... complete with mesh screne (less bloody if we fell through it then! lol), AND a door knob!