Beyblade Incident

This is kind of a funny story actually.

 So let me set the scene, I was 7/8 years old I think, this was a LONG time ago, and Beyblades were THE THING. I had a green Beyblade called “Stone Lion”, it had the steel border and all of that cool stuff.

Before the actual story, there are some more things you should know: a part of my school’s floor was made of tiles. The other thing is how kind I was as a kid, I would lend my toys to EVERYONE.

The story begins on a normal day at school. I had brought my Beyblade with me and one of my friends asked me for it, so I gave it to him.

Now, this friend was one of those stereotypical rich kids you know? The type of person that had everything they wanted, yeah, he was like that.

The day went well … that is, until I had to go home.

My mother had arrived to pick me up. So, I went up to my friend and the conversation went something like this:

-        “Can I have my Beyblade back? My mom is here to pick me up”

-        “NUHUH, it’s mine now” (He lied, it was still very much mine)

-        “No, I only lent it to you. I didn’t give it. Give it to me”

-        “NO, IT’S MINE”

-        “I LENT IT TO YOU”

-        “I’M GONNA TELL MY DAD ABOUT THIS”

-        “GIVE IT TO ME”

-        “OH YEAH, YOU WANT YOUR BEYBLADE SO MUCH? SO, CATCH IT” – he yelled while throwing my Beyblade at the tile flooring

The Beyblade hit the floor, CRACKING it on impact. But that’s not all, IT BOUNCED. The Beyblade cracked the floor and ricocheted towards me, and as a VERY agile 7-year-old… I completely missed it. Which wouldn’t be THAT bad, if it hadn’t HIT ME IN THE FOREHEAD.

The only thing I remember is witnessing that Beyblade flying in my direction and seeing the light. But, yeah very much alive as you can see.

Something interesting to me is that I actually don’t remember ANYTHING after that Beyblade hit my head.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed my suffering and laughed a little, because the 7-year-old version of me probably didn’t.

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