I hate falling, because no matter how much I pretend like it didn't hurt. It always does. Like today, when I pretended to be brave, but really I just wanted to cry.
When I fell out of the car at girls choice. No one saw, and this was the smaller of the MULTIPLE bruises and scrapes that I got. I had to run into the dance and pretend like I hadn't just slid down the side of a car.
Or... This time, when I was practicing for my clogging test, and I chugged on the wrong texture of floor. (except I really did cry this time)
OR today, when I slipped on THIS puddle
and got THIS injury (it doesn't look that bad, but trust me, it hurts) and Katherine was right there, so I had to act tough.
The point of this? A. I either need to stop falling.
B. I need to learn to be able to cry when I fall, because I want to EVERY time!