i've had countless near death experiences when i was a kid. i think i used up all my luck because there's no way a kid as reckless as i was could survive so many idiotic decisions.
when i was four, i went to pick up a ball we were playing with into a pool, fell into it and stayed down there for good two minutes. besides almost drowning, i catched a bad cold and i was in bed for days. then once i somehow thought it was cool to play stand on top of the railing of a 15 story building. then i got pulled from the train tracks the next year. then i ran in front of a speeding bus, in the entrance to a graveyard nonetheless. i made an habit out of miscalculating traffic and escaping miraculously for good part of my childhood.
but the scariest moment was when one of my classmates suddenly pulled out a .38 revolver in the middle of the f**king class and played russian roulette point blank against my shoulder. it's the only moment i can remember being so anxious and overloaded with information that i jut froze. i wouldn't have told anybody until the end of the year if another classmate hadn't seen that too.
oh, and the earthquakes, i guess.
