Headstrong
Headstrong
In which having a hard head comes in handy.
When I was younger, more energetic, and less wise than I am today, I liked to run everywhere. Why waste time when running gets you there faster, leaving more time to climb trees and torment siblings?
Anyway, the house in which I lived at the time had a fireplace, which was lined with brick on the sides, one of them which formed a brick wall. It looked nice enough, but it wasn't something I thought about.
One day, I was running through the halls like a maniac, as usual, and somehow, I swerved, running headfirst into the wall. A nasty thump was heard, maybe a couple tears, but I wasn't all that worried.
My parents, however, were spoilsports, forcing me to shower so they could see the bump on my head better. And what they saw worried them, which scared me. Off we went to the emergency room, where I was examined and ended up with a couple staples to my skull.
The strangest thing about the incident is that I can never remember it hurting at all. Guess being headstrong comes in handy at times.
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And a few minutes is a long time when you're doing nothing but waiting. D|
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