My childhood trauma Oh day, when I was 8-10 y/os, I was going to hang out with my mom.. when I was running down stairs I always stop on the last step and just stare inside the room... Near the stairs there was a pair of scissors and my lil bro was in the kitchen.. I was taking to my sis while standing on the stairs and I didn't even know it,, my lil bro took the pair of scissors and cut my toes... I felt nothing.. so I rushed to my mom cause she was watching something.. I looked at the ground and there was blood,,, I looked at my toes and then it started hurting.. I tried my best not to cry but obviously I did.. my mom wrapped it up with bandage and soon it healed.. Basically, my childhood trauma is, getting scissors near my toes :P Pls don't laugh

My sis is 5 yrs older than me and my lil bro is 2 yrs younger than me

One day*

Lmao it's fine My toes are fine haha

He sliced them a bit but rlly deep