I have handled many pains. The pains that I am talking about are physical pains. I have also experienced near-death experiences. I have fallen off a 7 feet[i think, but it's more than 6 feet] cabinet. It was my choice to jump. I surely knew how to get to the top of that cabinet, but I didn't know how to go down. All was a blur that time. We were playing hide and seek and I was the "IT". I entered the room of my cousin. When you open the door, you are greeted by her bed then when you turn to the right, there's a big door leading to another room. I entered that room and I was greeted by a giant closet. Helplessly, I pulled the big doors of the closet. But it won't budge. So I proceeded. I went straight ahead when I saw the cabinet[the one I was talking about me, jumping from it] it is big and its door is slightly ajar, so I thought someone was hiding in it. It was too high for me. At first, I don't know how to climb it all the way up. But when I was about to give up, I saw a small plastic chair. I used it to climb the counter beside it, and climb next, the medium sized refrigerator just below that cabinet. Then I opened the cabinet, to my surprise, no one was there. I don't know what got into me, that I went in the cabinet and checked AGAIN.I decided to go down already. BUT! I don't know how to! I tried, putting my leg out first, then my body. But it won't work because my legs can't reach any step or anything that I can use for going down. I also tried hugging the door of the cabinet and swing it. I just hugged it because, I knew that if I was going to swing the door, it will fall for I am heavier than the door :). That scared the s#!t out of me. I looked down, hoping that if I would jump, it won't hurt a bit. I tried screaming for help, yet no one came. I knew that because there's a party going downstairs. I had no other choice but to jump. While I was getting ready for my dangerous jump, I was becoming uneasy and shivering. I looked down again and calculated the distance. NO OTHER CHOICE! ONE...TWO...THREE...i took 4 deep breaths then...................................JUMP!!!!! I landed feet first. OUCH! I can feel my feet strain. I sat there. Motionless. I sat there for a couple of minutes rubbing my strained feet. It was painful, of course. "Ouch! Owww!" Because of the pain that I felt, I lay on the floor while staring at the ceiling. After a minute, i guess, my cousins came running to me, laughing. "What happened?" they asked. Their faces became serious when they saw me rubbing my feet. "We heard a loud bang earlier.What happened?" A cousin of mine asked. "I jumped off your cabinet." I replied, then I laughed. They helped me up. I tried to walk on my own but for my first try, I fell again on my butt. Now, the look on their faces are concerned and scared. "Are you okay?" one asked me again. "Sort of..." then I flinched. They helped me as I walk. I limped as they help me. They led me to the bedroom and let me sit on the bed. I took a rest and moments later, I regained my strength to walk on my own, though I'm still limping a bit. Another PAINFUL experience was... I was sewing something. And I need scissors badly. I ran out of the room, frantically searching for a scissor. I spotted a pink colored scissor, hanging over the edge of the table. With a swoop, I grabbed the scissors. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to grab it but instead, it fell. AND DID YOU KNOW WHERE IT LANDED?! Straight at my right foot. Blood oozing out from the cut. The scissors was erect on my foot. I was horrified. At first, I don't want to pull the damn thing out. But then, the blood, ah that hot red sticky liquid, is oozing out. Bravely, I pulled that scissors out, feeling the sharp blade pass through my skin. Then I treated the wound. Right now, that wound has left a mark. It scarred. Well..let me share to you a near-death experience. It happened during our overnight at Guimaras. I was riding a boat tied to a big rock. I was standing at the edge of the boat, with my right hand grasping at the big rock. I was shouting at my cousin to tell the kids to stop pulling the boat away, for I am going to go down first. They didn't hear. I decided to jump [again.ha ha ha!] overboard. With a sudden movement, the boat pulled away from the rock. I lost my balance and I almost hit my head on the big sharp rock. It was a miracle that, my reflexes were really fast at that time that I was able to hold at the rock and prevented my head from banging into that sharp rock. After a minute, I noticed that I wasn't breathing. I was holding it for a long time already. That was SCARY! If I had fallen, I would have hit the stones beneath me. I was stunned. I don't know why, but suddenly, I let out a scream. My heart beat faster, the world starts spinning. Luckily, I was able to go down the boat safely. And not to mention,half wet because of my sweat.GEEZ. Another experience, this happened while we are going towards the port. Together with my cousins, aunt and sister, we drove to the port with my parents and other family members and relatives trailing us at the back. We were riding a pick up car. A family friend was driving. We were like zooming past other cars. Then we were at the intersection. A fast coming truck was coming towards us. I know it! It has no intention of stopping or pulling the brakes. Neither do we. WHOA! We went past them and they stopped like 3 feet away from us. I was shocked! I was near the window. And I could see the gap. If they haven't stopped, our car would have been crushed! And we would have been..I don't want to say the word...
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