Day 9 #BeRealMarch

When I was a toddler, I had an accident with a coffee table. I fell right against the corner and cut my eye badly. I can vaguely recall the incident, with my Mum holding me and blood pouring out. I can't say I recall the pain, but maybe I've forgotten that part! I wasn't rushed to casualty like you probably would be these days and so I was left with a rather big scar.


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