Tag! You're It!
So when I was a kid we played your typical childhood games especially outside in decent weather. I am reminded of this one time my brother, Jason, and cousin, Kristy, were all playing outside hide-n-go seek/tag.
The person hunting would count, the other two hide, then the hiders had to make it back to a previously established SAFE place before being tagged.
The garage doors were safe during this game. This would not have been a problem with the exception that the garage doors had windows. As my brother ran to be safe as I'm pursuing him to tag him, you guessed it...he put his arm straight through the window.
Hmm, I do believe I'll save you the gory details (unless you want them), but he had quite the gash in his arm. We went in the house and while my step-father was getting a towel to wrap my brother's arm, I was supposed to call 911. I picked up the phone, then fainted.
I know a lot of good I was!
I came to shortly after because I was awake before the ambulance got there. My brother ended up with 104 stitches up and down his arm. It took a long time to heal, but in the end, nothing permanently debilitating.
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