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My poor piggys. . .
Was at a beach party when I was 16, wearing sandals and lots of dancing. I was on the floor in a big crowd when some random fat guy stepped on my left foot. I was like "eh" for 10 minutes. Someone said "hey is something wrong" and my toes were bloody. . .then all of a sudden owwww! My big toe nail had split in haif and the other ones were crushed. Some of the pieces even cut into the skin underneath, boy that guy was fat. It is not cool walking around and feeling them stab into your skin. And the worst part was there was sand everywhere so the doctor had to clean all of it out!! owowowowoowwwwwww that hurt so much I was like waaaah this is not fair your feet don't have that many nerves whywhywhy!? NOT FAIRRRR!!
The doctor had to use some kind of goop to hold the loose pieces in place so they would grow back correctly. My big toe still has a faint line across the middle and my pinky never healed quite right, the outside has a big chunk that grows wrong. I threw out all my sandals, I don't even wear them with socks I hate them!
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