08-19-2002, 05:39 AM
story #2
i was 5. i was outside playing with my cousin who is the same age. same crazy neighbor boy from story #1 is now one of my cousins bestest friends. woo hoo. so i am playing on the deck with one of my barbies, while the boys are "painting" the house. (they had a little ladder and those plastic sand pails filled with water and sponge brushes) i walked over and asked if i could "paint" too. they scream "no girls can't paint houses". so i played with my barbies somemore, and the boys come walking past me to go into the house to get another brush because the other one broke. so i think...yeah, ill show them that grrls can't "paint" houses. so i grab the pail of water and a brush , climb up on the ladder and start to "paint". the boys come out a few minutes later, see me and freak out. screaming at me to come down and start shaking the ladder. i start to climb down at this point, but i lost my footing because crazy neighbor boy was shaking the ladder. the whole ladder tips backwards sending me crashing towards the ground. but i never hit the ground. i fell directly in to the pool which was about 3 feet behind us, as i was falling in to the pool, i tried to grab on to the white edge around the pool. ( it was an older pool so the edge wasn't plastic, it was metal) as i grabbed for it the momentum from my body falling backwards made my had slip cause me to get a 4 inch gash down my left wrist as i fell in to the pool. again, who knows where our parents where, but they saw me fall and my mom ran out and jumped in the pool after me. luckily i was taught to swim when i was very little, so i was already surfaced and treding water, making the pool a bloody mess. i didn't get an stitches for that one, so i have a nasty 4 inch scar on my wrist. when people see it, they always look at me funny and ask me if i tried to kill myself.
i was 5. i was outside playing with my cousin who is the same age. same crazy neighbor boy from story #1 is now one of my cousins bestest friends. woo hoo. so i am playing on the deck with one of my barbies, while the boys are "painting" the house. (they had a little ladder and those plastic sand pails filled with water and sponge brushes) i walked over and asked if i could "paint" too. they scream "no girls can't paint houses". so i played with my barbies somemore, and the boys come walking past me to go into the house to get another brush because the other one broke. so i think...yeah, ill show them that grrls can't "paint" houses. so i grab the pail of water and a brush , climb up on the ladder and start to "paint". the boys come out a few minutes later, see me and freak out. screaming at me to come down and start shaking the ladder. i start to climb down at this point, but i lost my footing because crazy neighbor boy was shaking the ladder. the whole ladder tips backwards sending me crashing towards the ground. but i never hit the ground. i fell directly in to the pool which was about 3 feet behind us, as i was falling in to the pool, i tried to grab on to the white edge around the pool. ( it was an older pool so the edge wasn't plastic, it was metal) as i grabbed for it the momentum from my body falling backwards made my had slip cause me to get a 4 inch gash down my left wrist as i fell in to the pool. again, who knows where our parents where, but they saw me fall and my mom ran out and jumped in the pool after me. luckily i was taught to swim when i was very little, so i was already surfaced and treding water, making the pool a bloody mess. i didn't get an stitches for that one, so i have a nasty 4 inch scar on my wrist. when people see it, they always look at me funny and ask me if i tried to kill myself.