I actually got stabbed at my friend's bachelor party. In real life.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Real friends stab you in the front.
My friend told me I went over to this guy and he pulled a knife.
True friends stab you in the front.
With the help of a friend I got father into a wagon, when the crowd had gone. I held his head in my lap during the ride home. I believed he was mortally wounded. He had been stabbed down through the kidneys, leaving an ugly wound.
It's particularly hard to take being stabbed in the back close to home. There's always a feeling of betrayal when people of your own group oppose you.
A pain stabbed my heart as it did every time I saw a girl I loved who was going the opposite direction in this too-big world.
I was hit by a car when I was 13, and the rumour was immediately that I had been playing chicken with the car with my best friend Kenny in front of the Nutmeg Pantry, which was the only shop in Sharon. In fact, the guy who hit me was inebriated.
I was the ghost-faced killer for Halloween in the third or fourth grade.
In real life, one of my friends was killed in a car accident during our sophomore year.
I ended up injuring her with a knife I had on me. I can't really remember what happened.