The Fall

I had a rather painful experience last night. I was invited to go up to my friend’s house; he lives about a mile away if you stay on the street, but if you take a short cut up through my neighbor’s yard, it cuts down the distance immensely. To be expected, I took the shorter path, one because I am lazy, and two because it was close to getting dark. My friend and I left at about seven, hoping to get there at 7:15 if not less. We ended up getting there at like 8.

                We got to my neighbors and started up the stone stairs. My friend said that we should go back to my house because she really needed to pee, I was like whatever, just wait until we get there. We were laughing because we had just gotten scared by a bird flying out of a bush. I had my hands in my pockets because it was cold outside. I tripped over my own feet, and fell; flat on my face onto the corner of the next stair. Thoughts going through my head at that point in time? Why aren’t my arms working. I tried really hard to get my hands out of my pockets, but not in time, because before I knew it, my elbow hurt from hitting the stair, but failing completely to catch myself. Luckily, it did slow my momentum a little, because if not, I don’t know where I would be right now. I first felt my eyebrow hit the stair, then my cheek bone. At first, I was almost positive that I broke a bone or something. But after a few seconds, I realized that it only stunk a little. I put my finger to my eye brow, and felt some ragged skin. I looked at my friend, who was laughing hysterically, and consequently had peed her pants. I asked if I was bleeding, she said yes, and that it was going down my face. After putting my finger to my head the second time, and seeing the blood, I started to cry. Then I realized how funny it was, and how bad it hurt, so I peed my pants also… partly because I didn’t know what else to do. And then, continued crying. I got to my house, got a lecture from my parents, got ice and ointment, and then got a ride up to my friends. For about an hour, my cheek felt numb, and swollen, and I was totally expecting to wake up the next day with a sick black eye. But when I woke up this morning, it just looks the same, there is only a little browning, it is tender, and I have the little cut above my eye brow. Which is totally less than I thought it would be, which actually disappointed me.  Now I really just feel like a wuss for crying, and stupid for peeing my pants. I really hate when I over-act things, and then don’t have good evidence.