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One day me and my friend Zack were fishing oh his boat with his step dad John and his mom. We were waiting to catch something and weren’t having much luck so we decided to move to a different spot. We started to move, slowly at first, so I left my line in the water. We were moving at a decent speed and I was having fun watching my lure bob and wave in the water. Then I turned and started talking to Zack about god knows what. As I turned I unknowingly released the latch that kept the string from unraveling. Immediately my line started to unravel and before I knew it it was whizzing out of control. I didn’t know that the lure had gotten caught on the bottom of the lake. I immediately snapped the clasp back to stop the unraveling and at the time had a firm grip on the rod because I expected a tug. What I didn’t expect is to get pulled over the back of the boat turning as I did and my cheek getting cut open by the propeller. I just barely skimmed it but it cut my cheek from the bottom of my chin up my upper lip.

Well that’s the story of how I cut my face open. More gruesome stories to follow

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