Week 19

This is the hardest question ever..
Like secret's are meant to be kept, right?
Okay, whatever.
When I was like.. 11 or 12.. I went ice skating with my friend Abbie, who didn't know how to ice skate at all-- so I linked arms with her and helped her out along the ice.. It  just so happened that she was about to trip and when I tried to stop her from falling, my legs tangles with hers and I fell on my face-- all the while, she was still wobbling around and ended up running over my pointer finger on my right hand.. So I bled all over the ice-- and a really hot muscluar guy carried me to the nurses office it was awesome. Um, but, I still have a scar on my finger
Was that even a secret? I don't even know.