MY CHILDHOOD WAS FULL OF BLOOD, NEAR DEATH EXPERIENCES, AND OSTRICHES. PART 2

This is a continuation of  MY LIFE WAS FULL OF BLOOD, NEAR DEATH EXPERIENCES, AND OSTRICHES. If you haven't read it, here it is. http://theawkwardtimes.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-childhood-was-full-of-blood-near.html


Okay, so this story is properly named "THE TIME MY BROTHER BIT MY HEAD" And you're about to find out why... Actually its pretty obvious why. But still were going to pretend like you have no idea what this story is about.



So, one night I was laying down on my grandmothers bed, peacefully watching TV. I was about eight years of age and had no idea that my life would soon be shattered into a thousand tiny pieces.
So there i was, laying down, with my brother in a chair positioned close beside the bed. I was as happy as can be, so content with my life, so thankful for my family AND OMG MY BROTHER DROPS HIS HEAD AND HIS TEETH GO INTO MY SKULL!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                            

There was blood... everywhere. There was also hole in my head. 

So, at the sight of all the red stuff spewing from my cranium, my mom of course, is concerned about my brother the vampire's well being.... Until she realized that the only reason my brother's face was covered in blood was because it was overflowing from me. It kinda wen't something like this.

CHOMP!!!!!!

Me: O.O

My brother: OWE!! MY TOOTH!

My mom: :O OH MY GOD, JAKE!..... HOLY FUCKING SHIT, CHAEL!!!!!!!!!

And then I was taken to the hospital. Where an over friendly doctor stitched up my head, while telling me his whole life story. And when I got home I had to clean up my own blood and listen to my brother piss and moan about how I hurt his mouth. 

And that was the time my brother became momentarily blind and didn't see me laying there so he flopped his tired little head down and cut my skull open.

THE END.