My survival story
One time, when I was between the ages of 4 or 5, I was getting ready to visit my grandma on one regular Sunday morning.
I was unbrotherly watching a movie in my room while waiting for my brother to get out of the bathroom so I could brush my teeth too. When he got out, he left a complete mess around the sink, and the water splashed everywhere. I didn't notice it at the moment, and since I was very short I couldn't reach the sink properly and climb over it. This was a usual routine for me, I used to always do this until this particular event happened. My hands and knees slumped because of the water and I lost my balance and felt.
When I fell, the back of my head hit the bathtub faucet and it increased a very deep wound.
My brother saw it and panicked. He immediately called my parents and they took me to the hospital and got stitched.
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