Thursday, February 17, 2011

The Right Hand

When I looked down I saw that my knuckles were smashed in from the force of my punch. Conventionally, it may not be the greatest knockout story in history, but I still felt like a hero. I've been in a fight or three in my younger years, but I try to think of myself as a peaceful person. To this day, I can say that I'm proud of how my hand was broken.

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