Could’ve Gone Better
Before I was born, my brothers and sisters played a game at my aunt’s house down by the river. My eldest brother decided to hang by his fingertips inside the water well. Meanwhile, and unknowing of that fact, my other brother thought about hiding up inside the little steeple cover of the well.
But, to get to it, he needed to slam shut the well cover… SLAM…Blood-curdling scream…Splash…Cries for help…
Between fits of unadulterated anger interspersed with disbelief and worry, my aunt, grandmother, and mom managed to get him pulled up, which wasn’t easy because with all of those smashed fingers of his he couldn’t hold tight to a rope. Kendermassacre