Pinky Finger Crushed
When I was seven I was in wrestling my dad had forgotten I was still at the gym area when I was looking for my dad the door crushed my pinky finger than an adult helped me find my dad we never found him I thought I would be homeless then my dad came back knowing that he forgot me then he put a bandage on my pinky finger and we went to Dairy Queen then we went home.
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