I was boogie boarding when I was 8. I tried doing a trick, and lost control. I felt a burning fip down my belly to my knee. I stood up, crying, and walked in. People started to stare and go pale as they looked at me. I looked down and saw so much blood. I thought I was dying. I got cold and dizzy. I started to shake and I had to know where the blood was coming from. My vision narrowed to a small spot, and I couldn't see color. I was in a dream as I took off my rash guard shirt, and not seeing the cut. I took of my shorts and looked down just as my sack opened up and a nut rolled out. A seagull swooped in and grabbed it before anyone knew what happened.