The Worst Pain Ever...

The most pain I've ever been in has probably been when I broke both of my arms. I was only 4 but I still remember the excruciating pain I felt. It all started one morning before school. My older brother Westin and I had both watched Tarzan the night before so we had a pretty good idea of how to swing from trees. While waiting for our mom to get ready for school(you know how mundane it can be waiting for a woman to get primed for the outside world,) Westin decided to vault off our mom's car while holding onto a branch and descending to safety. Not about to be one-uped, I did the exact same thing. Off course, being so little, I misjudged the trajectory when I leapt off of the car. Missing the branch, I hit the ground hard. A burning sensation went through my head and I wailed. Conveniently, we didn't go school nor daycare that day so my mom brought me to the emergency room and we got these awesome red casts on both my arms.