Shopping Cart (Assaignment #3)

I never thought I'd see it happen. I mean, when your mother warns you about things, she doesn't really mean it... or does she? I wish I had known that back then. You see, I'm what you might call a wild child, you know, the one who lives for retarded stunts. My mom was always warning me that someday I might actually get hurt, but I never listened. 

It was a friday afternoon, the sun was shining and school was up for the holidays. The day was perfect. My pals and I decided to meet up at WalMart and have some fun with the shopping carts. I kissed my mom goodbye right after saying where I was going. Despite the kiss a a tight lock formed between her eyebrows. "No fooling around the parking lot, Sean. You're gonna get yourself hurt." Mom has always been one to forsee tragedies. Of course I didn't know that. Just like I didn't know lots of things, like the meaning of life or what concrete tasted like. Not thinking about what my mom said twice, I left home with my plans still in mind. 

Hours later I was face flat on the sidewalk, my mouth busted against the conrete floor. I lifted my head from the ground to look at my own blood. Hell, even some of my teeth were scattered around. I screamed for help but my words came out only in vowels. My yaw was shattered to dust. One of my friends came up to where I was lying. By the look on his face I could tell I got it pretty bad. I later had a chance to look at it for myself on a glass window. Someone must have called my mother because soon she was there too. She got me to the hospital very quickly, or rather, I was having a really hard time keeping track of time while I bled all over the front seat. I was in the OR for six hours and I came out with my mouth tasting like metal and and the rest of my face covered in bandages. They had to rebuild my jaw, and my nosebridge. The recovery time was from 3 to 6 months. I had my teeth put in 7 months after the accident. It took me almost a year to go back to normal.

I learned a lesson that day. I day of stupid fun is not worth a year of suffering. And I have been on my best behaviour ever since.

...Well, at least I try.

Enjoy,
-arym