My father fetched me home from school today and as I was about to lock the door, the wind blew the iron door and clipped my finger between it. I thought it was normal and the pain would go away after a few seconds. Until I saw blood. Dripping. A huge piece of skin from the right side of my finger was dangling there.

"Okay," I said to myself, "Don't freak out, it's just blood."

I locked the door, put down my school bag, and sat on the sofa. Stunned. Then, part of my senses sort of came back to me. Pain. I walked to the phone and rang my mum.

"Mi," I said calmly, "The door swung close and clipped my finger. Got blood come out."
"Wash it la, later got infection."
"Mi, but will pain one woh."
"Won't pain one la."
"Mi, you come back la."
"Aiyo..."
"Come back la, I dunno how to wash by myself."
"Hmmh.. Okay la, okay la. I come back."
"Okay, bye bye."

My hands were freezing cold and my legs were starting to shake already. They couldn't support me anymore so I sat down on a chair. Then, tears started like water rushing out from a tap. It wouldn't stop. I held my hand as far away from myself as I can. Blood. Dripping blood. I felt nauseous. I was seeing stars.

My mum reached home in less than 10 minutes. I rushed to the door and hugged her and cried. "Aiyo, I've never seen a 16-year-old girl cry because her hand is bleeding in my life." I just kept silent. It wasn't the pain. It was the blood. In fact, I almost fainted when I got my blood test when I was in Standard 5, and the same thing almost happened when I fell down during my primary school years.

And now tell me, why am I taking Biology again? If I become a doctor, I'll pass out before the patient's sedative drug takes effect. Lol.

And so, back to my finger xD My mum cleaned it, put some medicine on it and plastered it. No more blood! Amazing that I'm still typing now :P But I have to type with 3 fingers and write with my hand lifted up T_T

The door hates meeeeeeeee =(

~ Angelina