In 4th grade I was visiting my friend Meghan, who lived in an old farm house. The door between her bedroom and her sister's bedroom got stuck half in and half out of the door jamb, and we couldn't get it open. It didn't have a door knob, just the place where the little catch thing used to be on the side of the door. I stuck my finger in there trying to pull the door open. Meghan didn't see that I had done that and kicked the door trying to loosen it up, and slammed the hell out of my finger. The nail fell off and it's never been straight since. Still hurts like hell to think about.
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