I was maybe ten or eleven, and I got stitches for the first time.

So, somebody broke glass and put it in a garbage bag (me lmaaoooo) and didn't tell me...so when my chore came to take out the trash(me) I did..

But the bag had it's own like..kinda swing and it hit me on the side of my leg...

So, I saw like meat and gushing blood out of my leg and I was like...wtf? Kinda amazed but scared.

I threw the fucking trash bag into the can and ran XD

I screamed MOM! IM BLEEDING

Mom: *sitting*come here, lemme see

Me:*lays next to her and shows her my leg*

Mom:*to her now ex* hey, can you give me something to stop the bleeding...it can't be that bad

So, he gave her a towel and she starts to pat it and her face expression changed.

Mom: oh...uh..call the ambulance

Me: WHAT!?!?!

I DONT FUCK WITH THE DOCTORS BITCH!

.....at the hospital now, I am laying down, dieing.

Doctor: okay, this might hurt

Mom: wait, aren't you going to give her drugs or so?

Dr.: No,it would be faster without it

BITCH, THIS IS MY FUCKIN BODY WE ARE TALKING ABOUT AND YOU....

I didn't get drugs and he told me not to move and such..so I was like Kristine Stuart and had tears running down my face...I only said ow maybe once or twice...

My mom was proud XD

Dr:look, it is now stitched

Me: *looks* ew..it's ugly

XD my first problem I saw was that it was ugly stitched and not the fact my leg wasn't in a kabob

Dr.: Oh no..I'm not fully done, we will tighten it and it will look better 

It was okay I guess...XD

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My battle scars after years lmao