When I was seven my sister showed me naruto and for some reason I just wanted to randomly do a flip. I was in the living room and my sister was in the bathroom and while the episode was on I got onto the glass coffee table infront of the tv and suddenly it cracked and broke. I fell to the ground and started to cry. My sister was done and heard me crying. She saw the bloody mess of me and glass and called my mom and dad. Soon they came and we went to the hospital. When we got there, a nurse asked me what I was doing. I told her the quickest lie I could think of “I wanted to see how much weight a coffee table could handle”. Somehow everyone believed me. I haven’t told anyone. I’m 15

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