7 stitches in the back of my head.
Yes, today at school I sliced my head open. My school has 2 floors and on the top floor near the balcony there is a metal railing. My friend and I were fooling around pushing each other over some joke we were maiking fun of each other with. Then he pushed me when I was in the middle of a stride and lost my balance and fell and banged my head on the railing. A bunch of kids saw and started laughing, then I got up and I was about to tell them to shut up when I put my hand on the back of my head. A hand full of blood! They all started screaming and looking for a teacher and everything. One got there immediatly and walked me down to the nurses. 10 seconds after I got up though blood was streaming down my neck, it was so warm, thank god I had a black shirt. I hung out in the nurse's office for awhile until my parents got there and drove me to the emergency room. It was about 3/4 inch long and a bit deep. There was so much blood everywhere, I was letting it out like a sink and water. I got to the emergency room and they stiched me up, 7 to be exact. I just got home now, I was so pissed because I thought I was going to miss my school's tryouts for lacrosse. I'm borderline for that right now.
Well just letting ya'll know, I just got home from the ER and lunch now. Felt like telling you all. Damn, this sucks. Haha, squess my language boys (and girls).
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