How many bones have you broken? Yours or someone else's?
:X... I expected this to link me someplace else, and not my own VOX-thing, but uh... When I was in third grade, I broke my stepbrother's (he was in fifth grade at the time) leg by pushing myself up/off the ground on a seesaw type thing at a park/playground near our house. He was standing on the center of the seesaw, which wasn't really a good idea to begin with, and hadn't been ready for me to push my side of it off of the ground like that. So he ended up losing his balance and falling to the ground. Apparently, on his way down, he hit his leg (tibia, more or less) against the see-saw and it shattered in one particular spot on the front/surface. No one ever blamed it on me, or really even knew it was my fault, becase we were at the park unsupervised -- and we were playing rather well together (without viciously attacking/tearing at one another's flesh).
After he was on the ground for a minute and realised he had fallen, it began to hurt... or so I would assume, and he began to wail. It was absolutely terrible, the noise coming from this kid, and it caught the attention of a man who (*gasp*) had a cellphone! He rushed over and somehow -- with his magical doctor senses -- told Jeffrey (my stepbrother) that his leg was broken. We called my mother with this man's cellphone, and he left before we could ever learn his name. No one was worried about how the accident happened or anything like that... it was just the fact that Jeffrey had a broken leg and we now had to get it fixed.
This place is pretty ridiculous... As of yet, anyway. I don't know what to do with this account right now, but I imagine I will in due time. To those of you who happen to stumble upon this and find me interesting enough to follow around: I can be found on several different sites all over the internet. Livejournal, Greatestjournal, deviantART, Last.FM, Flickr and Myspace are all examples of them. As for now, I suppose it's "later, y0!"
