djchameleon

I swear I have told my story about this before but I was outside playing rocks with this kid(Yes that is a game, throwing rocks/pebbles at each other). Anyways, he decided to pick up bigger heavier rocks and toss them my way. I ran out into the street to avoid getting hit by a big rock coming my way and I didn't see a car fly around the corner. I closed my eyes and blacked out so I don't know what happened exactly. I got up off the ground with no bruises or anything so I don't think I was hit by the car but as I'm walking home. I notice a cool sensation at the top right side of my head. I put my hand up there to feel what was going on and my hand was bloody when I took a look at it.

When my grandmother got home from work she proceeded to beat me for leaving the house when I wasn't supposed to. She beat me while I was still bleeding then she cleaned it up and said that she wasn't taking me to get stitches. She wanted the scar to be a reminder that I shouldn't disobey her in the future. So to this day I have a bald spot that you can see more easily when my hair starts to grow out.

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Fame, fortune, power, titties. People say these are the most crucial things in life, but you can have a pocket full o' gold and it doesn't mean sh*t if you don't have someone to share that gold with. Seems simple. Yet it's an important lesson to learn. Even lone wolves run in packs sometimes.