Week 4: THEME Playing with truth, facts, and the area just beyond them

~Truth~

When I was three, I used to visit my cousins a lot.  There were four of us about the same age.  Our parents used to sit in the house and visit while us girls played outside.  One warm summer day were just doing our usual, running around, playing on my cousins swing set.  We laugh and tee-hee while seeing who can swing the highest.  The swing set rocks back and forth and legs slightly lift up off the ground.  All of a sudden, I caught my pinky in the link of the chain on the swing.  I tore the skin off and was now bleeding.  One of my cousins ran in to get my father.

~Facts~

When I was three, I would visit my cousins just about every weekend.  There were four of us, three of us the same age and one a year younger.  Our parents used to sit in the house and visit and send us girls outside to play.  One warm mid-summer day were having fun, as usual, running around, playing on my cousins swing set.  We would laugh and tee-hee while and seeing who could swing the highest.  The swing set would rock back and forth and it's legs would slightly lift up off the ground.  All of a sudden, I caught my pinky in the link of the chain on the swing.  I tore the skin off and was now bleeding pretty bad.  I started to cry but didn't leave my seat on the swing!  One of my cousins ran in to get my father.

~Area just beyond them (aka semi-bullshit)

When I was three, I would visit my cousins every weekend.  There were four of us, three of us the same age and one a year younger.  Our parents would sit in the house and visit and send us girls outside to play to get us out of their hair.  One hot, humid, mid-summer day were having fun, as usual, running around, horsing around on my cousins swing set.  We would laugh and tee-hee while and seeing who could swing the highest.  The swing set would creak and rock back and forth, and it's legs would lift up off the ground like we were going to flip the damn thing over!  All of a sudden, I caught my pinky in the link of the chain on the swing.  I tore the flesh right off my finger and was now bleeding profusely!  I started screaming and crying hysterically, my cousins were screaming they were so scared!  The skin on my finger was hanging, it was disgusting!   I'm too busy jumping up and down screaming, one of my cousins passed out, and another had to run in to get my father.  What a bloody mess!