Your Earliest Memory.
When I was two or so I swallow a pin. It was when we lived in Boston and we had a really bright room where my mom did all her sewing. One day when she was sewing, I was standing next to her and I noticed a pin cushion with lots of pin that had small, bright plastic circle thingies on the ends. I thought it was candy. So naturally I swallowed one. Mum took me to the ER and I was fine.
Peace out peeps,
A Girl Against the World.
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