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Bizarre event
When I was a college student, I experienced an unusual event while living in a student dormitory. One afternoon, as I lay on my stomach on the bed, recovering from the previous night's party, a girl—who had also attended the party—sat on my lower back and began to massage my upper back. During the massage, I bent my legs and playfully patted her back with the soles of my feet, as if I were massaging her in return. She found it amusing.
However, while I was patting her, I felt her necklace with my toes, which kept slipping and dangling, interrupting her massage and she put it on her back. The necklace had a small medallion that I inadvertently tangled between my third and fourth toes, along with a few strands of her long hair. I held onto it, not wanting to let go. She turned around, still seated on my lower back, and grasped my foot with one hand while using the other to try to untangle the chain and medallion from my toes. I laughed at her futile attempts, playfully refusing to loosen my grip, despite her pleas to let go of the chain to prevent it from breaking. I enjoyed her inability to free the chain.
She was, to put it mildly, a girl for one night, who had been with many men. While she was not conventionally beautiful—being of medium height and slim—she possessed a perfect set of beautiful, exceptionally burly teeth. My playful game came to an abrupt halt when I felt her long, sharp nails begin to scratch the toes that were holding the chain. Concerned for my toes, I finally loosened my grip, allowing her to free the chain. I was apprehensive about her scratching my toes, as I took great care of them and was proud of their appearance, particularly my large, very dominant big toe, which was significantly longer than the others. In fact, I had appeared in commercials for beach slippers and flip-flops on several occasions.
Then came the shock. Once she freed the chain, she seized my foot firmly with both hands and bit my big toe! The pain was excruciating. I screamed at the top of my lungs, feeling as though my eyes would pop out from the intensity of the pain. In the chaos, I was unaware of how the bookshelf beside the bed fell, but it struck her hard in the temple with a sharp edge. This sudden impact caused her to release my toe, and I was finally able to free my foot.
Unfortunately, I ended up in the hospital. The bite was so fierce strong that her teeth penetrated the bone, resulting in a severe fracture. The bone was crushed just below the upper joint - a little more than halfway down the big toe. My big toe took a long time to recover, and a visible scar remains to this day. With this act of hers, my career as a model for flip-flops and slippers was ruined, and thus good pocket money while I was studying. Many years have passed since then and my big toe still hurts occasionally. I will never understand how the situation escalated so dramatically. Why did she respond to my innocent joke with such extreme violence? Even now, I ponder, how strong were the teeth of that girl, and would I have a big toe today if the bookshelf hadn't interfered?
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