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Shit you should never do unless you're me! -PART 4-

Electronic stores are one of those places that haunts me for life. I have always had a weird feeling when I'm around them, and its not a nice feeling. Its like fear, but sadness at the same time. I could never really remember what exactly happened, but i had a scar on my chin that i have always been intrigued about. I made a decision to ask my mum. I just remember getting hurt on my chin and how, but i don't remember where and what happened afterwards.

Rephrasing from what my mum said, I was in some sort of electronic store(not naming it, so they don't get a bad rep or something) and you know how they always display their TV's, phones, tech stuff all laid out beautifully on flat wooden tables or planks? Just so you know, I am very clumsy. It also just so happens that i was running around the store, i don't even know why, and I tripped. Probably over my own shoe, and landed just right on one of those wooden planks. It was a huge one, and it was just a little above the floor, with something below it for support. 

I landed on the corner. Right on the corner. Corners are sharp, very sharp indeed. Well, my chin landed on that spot, that sharp pointy part. I think my chin somehow managed to cut open, or split open a little. I think there was a lot of blood. My mum told me that afterwards the store people helped me get some ice after washing away the blood or something. Apparently it wasn't serious enough for me to go to the hospital, but it caused a scar that now, isn't very noticeable, but you can feel it. It even hurts when i press on it hard.

This was a short one, but harder for me to write because it makes me cringe more, rather than the other three, which i felt were more humorous. Still, it does make me laugh when i think about it. My clumsiness caused a lot of injuries!

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