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My aunt wasn't supposed to let me walk around, yet she ignored my mom and let 2 year old me down... Now I have an inch-long scar going along my eyebrow, it's like my eyebrow is split in half longways. And why do I have that scar? Because I walked into a wall and bashed my face.
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When I was three I broke my collar bone. It took three days before my mom realized something was wrong. Not because she's neglectful or anything, but because I was very good at hiding pain and never mentioned if I was in pain. My collar bone will still to this day hurt at random times with no discernable triggers. I don't think I healed right because I hated being restrained ever since I was born and absolutely refused to wear the sling.
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Blackburne, Dang, that sounds like my younger cousin. He had got stung by a wasp, and didn't tell his mom, cry nothing, even when his thumb was starting to swell twice it's size.
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Darkseeker
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I broke my arm twice. Same bone. Same arm. Luckily it was my right hand, because my left hand is my domiant hand. ~ So when I was like 3 or 4, maybe 5, I was on an armrest of a couch, and I fell. Broke my arm. ~ Second, I was at the park, I was like.. 9 or 10, and those spinny things you hang on to while spinning, yeah those, I got to scared and chickened out at the highest setting and point that spinny thing was on, I jumped off and broke my arm. Again. I think it was the Ulna bone I broke lol. Luckily again my right arm is not growing crooked Edited at February 19, 2022 09:24 PM by Skittle
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Blackburne I fractured my knuckle and didn't realize it until 5 days after the injury lol
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Edited at February 19, 2022 09:28 PM by ⁕Lupus⁕
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Ya'll did better than me, I've never broke a bone, but I accidentally broke my younger sisters arm. :(
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Lightbringer
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I have never broken a bone.
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I remember tripping my adoptive mom with a vaccum when I was 4 I was very aggressively yelled at ;~;
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How I broke my sisters arm was me and my three younger siblings were playing in my brothers room. Well my sister loved to ride on my back when we went places, and she wanted to ride on my back. So she got on there and I walked around the room. I told her to hold on, but she didn't so when I sat up next to the bed she fell off of my back. Her arm hit the bed, the bedposts, and the nightstand that was next to my brothers bed. Her arm looked like a wave in a way. And the weirdest part was she didn't cry at all.
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