Broken Nose (Misc)

I broke my nose when I was like…seven. My parent did not have any idea that it had been broken so they, of course, did not take me to the hospital to get it fixed or anything. That is why I now have a big bump on my nose instead a cut straight nose like the rest of my family. Okay so here is how it all happened.

One day my cousin, Brooke, and I were a playing out in the lake water when we here my dad yell, “Girls, get in here and dry off so you can pack up! We are leaving soon.” We both look at each other and roll our eyes, knowing that we were thinking the exact same thing. We run past the scalding hot sand quickly as not to burn our feet. Relief hits quickly once we catch the edge of the soft grass. We run up to our lake cottage and wash our feet of with the hose and then dry off with the towels. Grandma’s ritual. We hurry inside where all of our family members are packing up their clothes and stuffing them into their bags. We go do the same. My dad called Brooke and I again to have us go up into the loft and make the beds. The loft has a wooden ladder the leads to a square hole. We crawl up into the loft that overlooks the living room and make our beds. The end of my bed was a foot away from the hole. Without noticing, I pull the bed sheet back and fall backwards into the hole. It was like slow motion. My entire body does a flip and I fall flat on my face, thus breaking my stupid nose and leaving me with a big rug burn on my forehead.