Warning: This story is based off of a true story of a man that jumped off of his bunk bed and onto a chair. The names have been changed to keep people from knowing my real name. Reggie loved playing with sewing needles as a kid, he liked sticking them through the first layer of his skin and pretending he had sticky skin. One day, he would regret it. Reggie was fiddling with a sewing needle, he got bored and violent so he stabbed his desk chair and left it in the chair and left his room. An hour later he walked back in then climbed on his bunk bed and played with his Bionicles and Legos. He kept playing until he got bored. Reggie wanted to get down from the bunk bed, but he didn't want to go down the ladder. He saw the chair, forgot about the nail and landed on the chair. The needle stabbed him quickly and almost painless. Once he realized there was a needle one inch deep in the bottom of his foot, it hurt like hell. Reggie sat in the same chair and looked at the needle. He pulled the needle out with painful bloody results. Reggie ran and got a band aid and put on. That day was Reggie's birthday, that year he turned 27. Feedback on this short story? Has something like this happened to you? Reply below.