The day I watched Forest Gump is the day I lost half my brain. Not really. Nothing that dramatic, but the first day I ever watched Forest Gump is the day I cracked my head open. My mother and I had just gotten done watching that movie when my neighbor, Sutton, came over. We always caused some kind of mischief whenever we were together. It was rather dark out so mother insisted we stay in. First we started in the kitchen, just being obnoxious, playing a little, ridiculous game of tag. Neither of us took the games we played as serious as this one. Like all moms, my mom did not allow running in the house but behind her back me and Sutton started chasing one another and next thing you know it I’ m scrunched up, hiding under my Moms end table. Sutton tells me “I’m gonna get you!”
“You wanna bet?” I say retaliating.
“You better look out, I see you under that table!”
And as I scream on the top of my lungs, I see him sprinting to the table. I scramble to get out of there as fast as lightning. To my disbelief, I go to free myself from this table and as soon as I put my hand down it simply lands on the cord and pulls this heavy lamp onto my head. At first, everything was dark. I hear Sutton screaming “help!” As he’s screaming like he had just witnessed a killing, my mother comes sprinting downstairs. I feel blood trickle down the back of my head. “What’s going on?” is what I think to myself. My mom rushes me up to the bathroom and puts my head under the faucet to rinse it off with cold water. I had to go to the hospital and have stitches in the back of my head. I still have a noticeable scar on the back of my head but when I see it, I will never forget the first time I watched Forest Gump.