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I remember: One time all my friends were out of town, so I had the great idea of hopping on my bike and seeing if I could get lost. I rode for an hour and did finally get confused as to where I was. To this day, I have no idea where I ended up.

We had a treehouse at my elementary school that was pretty much a 10x10 platform, 8 feet high that you could only access by walking /balancing up a 2x4. One day we came to school and it was gone. I asked my friend what happened to it and she said: "I think it's because kids keep breaking their arms falling off it" I said "Yeah, I guess that makes sense.. but I'm still pissed off" (And I still kinda miss the tunnel that always smelled like urine)

My friends had made a raft out of styrofoam and plywood and we tried to sail it in the swamp behind our house. The possibilty of drowning and getting Giardia from the beavers that lived in the pond never occured to us.

I was skating down a hill on my banana board (with out any PPE) and fell off and messed up my hand. After 3 days of crying to my mom about how my hand hurt, my mom reluctantly took me to the doctors where we found out I had broken it. To this day she still feels guilty about not taking me sooner.