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I have never ever ever broken a single bone in my life. :p |
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I regularly fracture my thumb I don't know why it hates me it's usually result of me jamming my finger and when it's unjammed my tendon snapping back with enough force to cause a hairline fracture.
The worst one was after prom we had an after prom event at like a fun indoor play thing. I snapped that bitch running up a slide |
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When I was around 5 I fell off of an armchair and broke my arm.
when I was around 10 I was at the park swinging on those huge swings where you hang down from and hang on from your hands my step dad pushed me around and I said stop but he didn't hear me so I leaped off and fell wrong :/ oh it was the same arm and same bone coincidence or not? |
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Last year I broke my finger three times with basketball. Broke it first time playing basketball. I came back to sports class after a month or so. He forced me to do the test I had missed. I broke it again as it was not very strong yet and I'm not the best at playing that stupid game. When I came back the next time and he still forced me to do it. I broke it again. This sounds so made up xD When I crack my knuckles I still leave that finger out, cause it hurts. Now I can somewhat write with my left hand (: |
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Okay so I didn't break my bone I broke my best friends bone... Basically I was getting off a trampoline in a blanket while they were trying to get on. It was dark. Our parents were around a fire like a couple feet away. big trampoline. Small window to get in and out with a zipper because it had a net around it (hope everyone knows what I mean TwT). I fall on their arm and they start balling their eyes out. Long story short their arm was broken, everyone went home, I felt horrible, they still make fun of me for it to this day. |
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Alright I've never broken a bone, but I accidently broke my sister's. I remember it quite well for some reason. We were both little, I'd say I was around 4 or 5, and my sister was probably 3. Our family was at the dining table having dinner, and Me and my sister were jumping on the bed in our room (how original). We were having fun, but my little brain had the absolutely wonderful idea of jumping off the wood at the foot of our bed. (the 'bed rail' or fence thingy or whatever it's called.) So I started standing on it, then jumping on the mattress. I encourged my little sister to do so as well, saying it would be fun. She obeyed, being a mindless 3 year old. I held out my arm to help her get up, and she held it climbing on the rail. I pulled my arm away, and stood on the mattress waiting for her to jump, and as I did, she fell over. I don't remember this part too well, but all I know is: she fell, and (thankfully) had her arm to break the fall. She screamed so loudly .. our parents burst into the room. By then, I was burning with horror and guilt. And when they asked what's wrong, I blurted out, "She jumped off the bed rail!" like it was her fault. .,. --- Anyway ... fast forward a week later and me and my grandmother were sitting in the Veranda (front porch). She showed me a picture of the X-ray. I was shocked, and said, "That's her bones?" Since I had never seen such technology. It was practically magic for me back then. So yeah ... I remember when I was telling the story to her when we were around 10. She was astonished and went straight to our mother to get me in trouble ... :'3 |
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The first bone I ever broke was my pinky toe.... Story- So I was chilling in my bed (it's a bunk bed, and I sleep on the top bunk so there are bars around the bed) and my little sister decides to climb into me bed. And we start messing around, and while we were doing that, I was kicking my feet, and I ended up kicking one of the bars on my bed... |
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