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Life has been very kind to me. I've been to the hospital like four times already. First was when I was a baby, two years old. Me and my sis, who's older, were on the bed. We were jumping and jumping. My parents weren't there so, as babies,we were a bit unstable and reckless. We were in our room and we had a TV gyaah (but mom took it out after what happened aww...). Me and my sis started jumping from the bed to the table were the TV stood. Then we started walking on the table. The TV was wobbling as we walked and I don't remember why, but I felt scared and held on to the TV. My sis was much smarter and instead she jumped right back to the bed. Then I fell. And sadly, I brought the TV with me and it smushed me. Luckily, my sis cried her hardest and our maid came rushing upstairs. She called my parents and they came like thirty minutes later. I was practically dying and they couldn't come any sooner. I was bleeding profusely and practically all my bones were broken. Back then, my parents didn't have a car so they had to take a cab to bring me to the hospital. When we got there, I was already dead. But my grandpa, who was a doctor, revived me thank God. The second time was when I was grade two. I slipped in the bathroom and my head sorta broke open. We went to the doctor, my head was still bleeding, and he put this "butterfly stitch" on me. I think I got stupidder after that aww. The third time was when I was grade three. My sis and I saw a wooden swing in our auntie's house and we took turns riding it. My sis was first and I had to push her. She told me to push her harder but what the hell do you expect from a tiny third grader? I pushed my hardest and fell. When I got up, the swing hit me, near the eye. We went to the hospital like thirty minutes after and I still got my scar to prove it. Finally the last time was when I was grade five. My sis and I were cleaning our room. I still liked barbie dolls then and my dad gave me a big glass case for them, like a collector's item. I was cleaning it and suddenly, the hinge broke and the door of the glass case fell on my toe. My toenail is still sorta unattached but not the gross kind. It just looks dead, my nail, but my toe is fine, just a bit flat. And after all those, I'm still alive gyaah...
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