Oh man I just remembered the time I got a bone bruise from a game of pool
And the one I got from being collided with on a swing
Oh man that reminds me of the first time I broke my arm. I was using the monkey bars during recess in Kindergarten, and another girl decided it was her turn before I was done and collided with me. Me being the tiniest five-year-old ever literally went flying and broke my arm and no one believed me because I wasn’t crying and I just got back up and wanted to keep playing even though I couldn’t use my arm.
Literally, my mom went to pick me up and was like… are you SURE she’s hurt? And I was just humming along in the backseat doing my thing left-handed.