beware of sisters , life savers, and dishwashers

Here is my life story from ages 1-5 at age one my sister allmsot killed me by dragging me down a step by my legs and causing the back of my head to be cut open . lucky i was brought to the hospital in time and i got stiches which you can see when my hair is short enough. but i've never been able to see them and it drives me crazy cuase i want to and sadlyu i cant. this time i was about two and i dont know if i should count this but it's kinda funny, and it's a reason why you should never give kids life savers. my brother (eight at the time) and my sister (five or six at the time) and me all got life savers and the worst thing possible happened all three of us started to choke on them at the same time my parents rushing over to help my brother and sister while i ran behind the couch because i was afraid (keep in mind i was two years old so dont be like man your a retard besides when your that young choking would be scary as hell) but i eventually go saved and my parents never gave us life savers again. The last time i allmost died i really remember i was five and i was having dinner at a friends house and we started playing tag in the house. i ran into the kitchen being chased and fell on an open dishawasher. i roll off and look at my chest and i see a knife in it pretty crazy i didnt even feel like anything went into me but it hurt like a bitch when it was taken out that i remember as the worst part other then the antibiotics they put on it that stung alot to. but i survied it came with in an inch of my heart scraped my lung and something else i forget what though. but yea dont play tag in the house