IT'S ALL ME

Hi loveli, today I realized that for someone who considers themselves very chill, I sure do a lot of crazy stuff. I remembered that I have dislocated both my elbows in the past, not at the same time though, and burnt my eye shut. The first incident happened when I had a bright idea to skate down the stairs, no actually that wasn’t what happened. I need to stop selling myself short, I actually was trying to get down the stairs so I could go skate on the ground but for some reason instead of just taking off the shoes and climbing down before putting them on again I chose to walk down with the roller skates on. Somewhere in your mind you’re probably picturing a tiny little Thecapstone waddling about in oversized skates that led to the injury but you’d be wrong, because I was old enough to know what I was doing was dumb, but you wouldn’t be wrong about the “oversized” part though. Anyways I almost bested nature and got to the last stair but that was when things got dicey. You know how the last stair is always kind of the tallest, or atleast for my house it was and so I grabbed onto the railing, stretched out one leg in hopes of securing steady footing, but just as my foot touched the ground it began rolling and my other leg that remained on the last stair was left in a confused limbo.

The runaway leg on the floor feared no man and kept sliding away. In a last attempt to redeem myself I tried to use my hand to support myself. As soon as it touched the floor, whatever balance I had left was gone. My entire weight fell onto my hand and it twisted completely in the other direction. Everything went black. My elder sister stood above staring in shock.I couldn’t see but I heard as she gasped worriedly. I cursed every decision that led me up to that one, and slowly fell to the floor. My other hand, as gentle as a nursing mother, grabbed the injured one and held it close to my bosom. I was still in shock, denial if you may. My sister helped me take off the skates and I mindlessly began climbing back up the stairs that i had just spent the better part of ten minutes trying to get down. I went straight to my dad, with tear filled eyes. For some reason all feeling was gone from the hand in the meantime and I couldn’t feel the hurt. Oh, but best believe it came back, and as bad as a throbbing toothache. And sent me straight to bed. The pain was more than I could handle. Let me stop here, in order to keep it short. I’ll tell you of my other adventures another day.

Well loveli, I really hope you enjoyed this little peek into my day, if you did ensure to share with those you love. I hope you know you bring a smile to my face each second you take out of your day to read about my day so I hope this puts a smile on your face or eases your stress even if it’s just for a second because you deserve every good thing. Bye then.