Tuesday, January 6, 2015

Laughing at the Stitches

The blood was running down the back of my head really not realizing it until some one said something. Running off to show mom crying for her to make it all better.

There was a wooden pallet out in the street I don't remember where it came from but some of us neighborhood kids where trying to tear the boards apart. What would make this so much easier is a claw hammer.
One massive swing I was about to get the first board, but that swing the claw end of the hammer gashed the back of my head.

I was taken to the emergency to get stitches. As I was getting the stitches the doctor said this is go ing to tickle. Saying that to a kid like me worked because it did.    

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