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So. I'm home from school. You'll never guess why. Go on, guess.

Nope. Not even close.

Whilst driving school, my family drops off the trash at the dumpster. So Grandma gets out to dump a bag. I get out to toss mine. Grandma and mom didn't realize I had gotten out, so Grandma tells Mom to pull up a bit in the car.

Next thing I know, I can't move my leg. I was particially pulled under the back tire. So, of course, I scream for her to stop. Everyone panics, but eventually, I make it out. I was about to seconds from getting my leg ran over by a large SUV.

So, I'm sitting here with my leg wrapped up and a cane laying beside me, in case I have to limp somewhere. My leg used to hurt; now it's kinda numb... *pokes it* It's like my foot fell asleep and won't wake up. hey, better than the pain, ne?

So... Yeah. I'm bored.

Anyone wanting to send me sympathy, start now. *rubs sore foot*