My Scars: Volume 1

The feeling was kind of nice… the water was running over my face and body,
but something didn’t feel right and it hurt so badly. Then I looked at my legs:
water wasn’t the only thing running down my legs; also there was plenty of
blood and no…  I wasn’t with my period neither was I losing my virginity in
the shower.

The blood still was running down my legs covering my foots, like I was in the
middle of massacre or maybe I lost the perfect moment to take a picture,
then upload it to the internet where probably a fetishist would think my foots
were cover on ketchup –probably a latin fetishist would prefer to think it was
red chilli <I don’t care to say that, I’m a latin so it’s allowed>- but beyond
that… the problem was still there: I fell in the shower and the consequences
were a cut in my knee that was bleeding a lot.

My mom heard the hit of me crashing against the shower’s floor but since I
didn’t let her in the bathroom she was upset.

Once in my bedroom I tried to maintain my leg up thinking that would stop

the bleeding, but that didn’t happen. One hour later nothing had changed and
my mom didn't believe it was something serious. I strongly disagreed with
her so my little brother came to my bedroom, saw the wound and then he
said: “mom this is not a regular scratch, the wound is very deep so Gaby
probably will need some stitches”.

It took 4 hours until my mom decided to call a cab and took me to the
Hospital. And yes, a couple of stitches were needed. Sadly the doctor didn’t
know how to make them in a proper way so until today I have an ugly scar in
my left knee.