When people complain about seeing stars, I never believed. Not until I saw mine. There was this low but yet pitch noise coming directly from my brain. It was as if a siren was blown inside my head.

     Damn! That hurts like shit.

   Quickly staggering around to maintain my balance, I held my forehead. Great! I wasn't bleeding even when it seems as if I would bleed to death.

     Looking at my palm while I frequently touch my head, I wanted to make sure I was not bleeding even though I could taste blood.

     Whose blood is this if I am not bleeding? Oh, yea! I broke my lips. Perfect.

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