I didn't get the chance to go home and put away the crutches. While switching classes my crutch slipped in water and one crutch came out from underneath me. Again I fell right on top of the same ankle! I was walking with a classmate that carried my books for me so she helped me to my next class. I sat there for a long while with my head on my desk crying. Finally I was able to talk and ask to go to the nurses office. I was told that the nurse was not in and was dismissed like I didn't really need to go. I told the teacher that I would go to the office instead. I just knew my ankle was broken. Reluctantly I received a pass to go to the office. They called my mother and told her what I said happened. When mom got to the school I had managed to stop crying. She took this to mean that my pain wasn't that bad. I told her that I just knew it was broken but she didn't believe me. She told me,"You were crying alot harder 2 weeks ago and it was only sprained then." We went back to the emergency room where we were told I had a hairline fracture of my left ankle. I was elated! I was right and these adults that didn't believe me, were proved wrong! I had a cast put on that went all the way up to my knee. For some reason they didn't put a walking cast on me so I had to lift this heavy plaster cast everytime I went anywhere.
My leg grew tired quickly of holding up this heavy cast so I began putting a little weight on the toe part of the cast. I was to have the cast removed 6 weeks after it was applied but when I had my follow up visit they discovered that I had been walking on it. This earned me another 2 weeks of cast wearing. I was walking with crutches for 2 1/2 months total. When my cast did come off my leg was so scaley it looked like a shedded snake skin. And itched like a mad woman. I was told that because I walked on my cast/toes my ankle would be suseptable to fractures from now on. Mom was upset with me for not doing what I was told and risking my ability to heal right.
One day my elder sister had invited me to a swimming/camping out party that she was going to. The reason I was invited was because they had 3 girls going and had been told that there would be 4 men, so they needed an extra girl. I was to be that extra girl. My sister had a story made up about who I was, where I was from, and how old I was. I was no longer 13, but 16. When we got to the small pond where we were going swimming, I found out that the man I was to keep off the other girls was 22. It was still twilight out when we arrived. The other girls and the men began undressing right away. I had no idea that we were going skinny dipping. Although I liked to be seen undressing from afar, this was not afar. This was close and personal. I was scared of undressing in front of all these older people, especially these grown men. I was still a virgin and planned on staying that way for a while longer. So far all of my masterbation had been external. I was so against undressing that the man I was paired up with didn't undress either. This caused a riff with the 3 girls I was with. They were afraid if I didn't undress also, I could tell on them for what they had done. With this in mind I was approached by all 7 of the other swimmers. I was told,"If you don't get undressed and get in, we will undress you and throw you in." To this day that was the fastest that I had ever gotten undressed. I ran as quickly as I could to get submerged in the water. This 22 yr old man kept trying to get close to me to kiss and who knows what to me. As a frightened virgin I swam away, dodging underwater so he couldn't see where I was. Luckily the night had came so I was harder to see. This pond had all kinds of underwater weed growth which made swimming away even harder. All of the other couples were so close together making out. You couldn't have gotten a dime between them.While trying to get away and not being able to see where I was going, I ran head first into the ass of my sister. Little did I know that her and her bf were engaged in sex at that very moment. Years later we have had several laughs about my intrusion.
Later that same year, during the winter months, we had a blizzard. Mom and dad had to go to work anyway. They said that without their stores being open alot of people could be in trouble. They knew that with the blizzard many of the big stores would not be open and people would need milk and staples to be able to eat. Babies would need the milk and formula that was just sitting on the shelves. When it was time for them to go to work they decided it would be best to take us with them since it was supposed to get worse. By the time we left to go, the snow on the roads were considered impassable on many roads. Dad was sure he could get through so he had us all get dressed in layers and started out. I had my 3 pairs of pants on, and my 3 shirts, but only put on 1 pair of socks and my tennis shoes. We managed to get about 6 blocks from home when the car got stuck in the snow. We all got out several times and tried to push this big Pontiac Cataling 4 door, but it was too much for a 15 yr old, a 14 yr old, a 13 yr old, and an 11 yr old. Mom had to stay behind the wheel to steer, or at least she was supposed to. She didn't though. She would get out and stand by the drivers door and steer as she helped push. Dad was in the snow trying to help us kids push. It wasn't long before we were all freezing.
I begged mom and dad to give up and let us go back home. Finally they agreed. We began the short walk home. It was so cold that my feet felt like they weren't just cold, now they were on fire. I thought I had frostbyte by now. We managed to get a whole block away from the car when Terri and I convinced our parents to let us go knock on someones door to see if we could come in and get warm. I didn't think I could walk another step till they said we could knock on that door. I ran like my life depended on it, and it probably did. It didn't take that woman a millisecond to open up her home to our family. She told us to strip down to the bare essentials so she could dry our clothes in her dryer. We didn't hesitate one bit. One second later I was standing there in my underware and my first shirt of my 3 layers. My other siblings followed close behind me. Sunset didn't get quite as undressed as the rest of us kids, but she did take off all but one layer of clothes, as did both mom and dad. The nice older lady then began to make hot chocolate for us to warm us. She offered to let us stay till the roads were cleared and we could move our car, but mom and dad said we needed to get home. Our clothes dried and soon we were under way. We were to walk the remaining 5 blocks home. I never realized how far 5 blocks could be. By the time we reached the door to our house I was froze from head to toe. Mom ended up with minor frost byte on a few of her toes. I think it took me at least a week to get warm again. Or at least that is the way it felt.
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