When I was two years old my cousin (pictured above) pushed me off of a two story flight of stairs. They were to an outside room above the garage so it was over 12 feet. I fell pretty hard on my face. Nothing was wrong with my physically, just a couple bruises. Zach said he was in time out for a while but I don't remember him getting into trouble. Well, I only really remember crying at the foot of the stairs.
My mom saw it happen. She said that she saw it in slow motion. My mom told me that she wanted to push my cousin off the balcony. She also said time stood still before I got up. She imagined the worst like a broken neck or being paralyzed.
They seem pretty similar. There is not much room for interpretation. I got pushed and fell. They are the same in the sense that we all know and say there was no permanent damage behind the fall.
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