Incidentally, I think it’s also the only time I ever got a black eye.

The night before my 16th birthday I went over to a friend’s house and another friend met us there. We all thought it would be fun to jump on her giant trampoline at once, and so we did. After a while we got an even better idea: the two of them would jump at the same time, which would pop me up in the air.

Everyone reading this knows that an injury happens at this point. I’m lucky I didn’t go flying off the trampoline. What did happen was that when I popped up, I crunched up and my knee smacked me in the eye. By the end of the night I had a nice shiner coming up.

It sure made for a good story the next night at the surprise birthday party my parents threw for me.

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