When I was fifteen years old I was invited to go to the beach...

When I was fifteen years old I was invited to go to the beach with a young man. I had looked forward to this adventure for many day. As we stood outside by the car, saying goodbye to my family, the back door of the car was slammed shut. My fingers were in the door. I said nothing, but reached around and opened the door, releasing my hand. One finger in particular seemed severely crushed.

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