This story starts when I was about six or maybe seven years old. I can remember every single detail because it was so terrifying for me.
The summer between kindergarten and primary school it was the most horrible and ugly summer vacation I have ever had because this same year when the story starts my father died and I had a lot of ups and downs.
I was in Copou park with a friend from kindergarten and we were silly like we would climb trees and jump on park benches and run around the park again and again. It was fun for us but one day I was wearing flip-flops and I forgot to mention that I had a really bad habit with flip-flops. I would bend the front part again and again until when I walk they would bend and they would getstuck in some part of the street.
So after all we were in Copou park and we were running and acting silly and I don’t know what happened but we were running towards our parents and suddenly my flip-flops got stuck in I don’t know what stupid thing and I fell really bad and I scratched both of my elbows, both of my knees and my nose. And when I mean scratched I don’t mean like a little bit I mean like a serious injury and I got blood all over me and I couldn’t get up from the ground so my mom who was literally so close to me came and helped me. My friend’s mother started to scream at her because she thought that she tripped me but it wasn’t her fault, it was actually my fault and my stupid flip-flops didn't help in this situation.
When I got home I think this is one of the most horible things I can remember my mother disinfected my injuries and everything was fine but the pain I felt in that moment got stuck in my head and I can’t compare it with something else and this is the reason I told you this story so you can stop playing with your flip-flops.
Last edited by BlueMoon03 (2019-05-22 20:30:41)