My Brother And I Both Got Stitches In Third Grade On The Elementary School Playground, And They Turned

My brother and I both got stitches in third grade on the elementary school playground, and they turned into very humorous stories CW: Blood/injury, but not much Mine was a year before his, and I fell in gravel jumping for a tennis ball and bumping into a friend who also jumped, causing me to fall backward, cutting my arm a bit. I didn't notice until my hand was a little wet, but it all turned out fine, the ER doctor even complimented the school nurse on how she butterfly'd the wound shut. I played lacrosse at the time, and one of the kids asked my dad why I wasn't playing, and what happened to my arm, to which my dad responded by saying I WAS IN A KNIFE FIGHT??? The kid kinda narrowed his eyes and said "yeah I think I would have heard about that" which I and my dad find extremely funny My brother's was a little more storied directly. According to my mom, he and a friend were sledding on a hill by a rock wall at the back of our elementary school. The friend calls out to my mom and says "I think Preston (my brother) got hurt!" She shrugs it off bc how bad could it be right? She gets over to him and says "alright, lemme see..." and Preston looks up from the sled with his face covered in blood from a cut on his head. initially, my mom is obviously very startled before he goes "I'M DYYYYING!!! ALL THE BLOOD IS GUSHING OUT OF MY FACE!!!!" and then she almost loses it stopping herself from laughing, going "come on, we'll get you to the hospital, you'll be fine" "HOW DO YOU KNOW?? YOU'RE NOT A DOCTOR!!!" and THEN was hesitant to get into the car because he didn't want to get blood all over the seats (there wasn't THAT much blood) Anyways, those are some enduring family tales about me and my brother

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