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I was playing soccer barefoot in my neighbor's driveway as a kid. The problem was that the driveway was concrete and there was this part where it had cracked and a piece was raised about an inch or so. Going to kick the ball, I hit the flesh under the big toe on that piece. It hurt like hell, but I didn't think too much about it. A bit later, going home, I went through my neighbor's house, as we lived behind them. Just as I was about to exit the backdoor, I hear my friend's mom asking "what is this dark streak in the carpet?"
As it turned out, I had a cut on my foot that was about an inch wide and half an inch deep that bled profusely. At that point, I just ran home and decided to avoid their place for a while. Soon after they ended up moving, and I never found out if they managed to get the blood stains off the carpet.
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