It happened to me when I was around 2 or 3 years old. It was almost midnight.

It was a nice night and my mother was working in the kitchen. My father was in the living room and I was in the bedroom jumping on the bed. Beside the bed was a window with a rod attached to it for pulling and closing the window. I was too small to understand that it was dangerous to jump.

After all, I was a kid. In fun, I jumped off of the bed and losing my balance, I closed shut my eyes. I felt a pain in my head and wasn't able to move. I opened my eyes and was terrified.

The sharp rod cut opened my head and was buried inside my head I pulled it out .And it started to bleed and I felt pain too. I covered it with my hands and ran to the kitchen.

My mom told me to wait at the door, she was turned to the other side and was working but after noticing blood oozing out of my head, she screamed.

My father came rushing and after he understand , he picked me up an ran to the doctor.

It was midnight but fortunately, we found a clinic. The doctor in charge refused to use anesthesia as my wound was too messed up. And after that I let the doctor stitch up my bloody wound without any anesthesia!


-------------Erum Ahmad