‘No one could believe that my hand was fine’

“What’s wrong?” “Are you OK?” 

“I’m fine,” I lied, shaking off the concerns of my friends. But I wasn’t fine; I was scared. And my hand was aching as I walked to the nurse’s office.

The accident had happened in gym class during the log roll competition. I was at one end of the log, confused as to what to do but playing along as though I knew what was going on. My hands were on the log as the whistle sounded for “Go!” The next thing I knew, my right hand was trapped under the log, and it felt like it was being crushed.

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