My healing on cookie delivery day

My name is Caitlin, and I am in the fifth grade. One day, when I was seven, I was in my room when my sister called me and said, “We are going to pass out the Girl Scout cookies we sold.” 

I told her I was coming, and I opened my door and closed it behind me. My fingers were smashed near the hinges of the door. I pushed open the door and got my fingers out. I fell to the floor crying. 

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