Sometime in late February of the new decade is when it happened. Mom always drove me to school since we moved to Brampton, which I was grateful for. Felt like I was finally experiencing some stereotypical childhood core memories. She parked in front of the school and wished me goodbye. I think she was angry at me for something but I don’t remember nor do I care. She was always angry at me for the most anal of reasons anyways. I replied the same to her and left the car forgetting my wallet inside.

I turned back to get my wallet, but I think my mom hadn’t noticed me as she started driving the car and the back right tire accidentally ran over my right foot.

“OW!” I screamed, the car coming to a halt. She comes out of the car crying, and wailing asking if I’m okay. I look into her eyeballs, her eyes panicking in fear and I laugh. I just keep laughing and laughing even when she’s confused and asks me if something is wrong with me, I laugh. I laughed so hard that I started choking slightly. Other drivers, schoolmates and teachers watched as I went into a laughing mania. My mother was confused, and I could tell she was starting to get angry but I just kept laughing. There was nothing anyone could do that would make me not laugh right now.

I don’t think I ever laughed that hard in my life and when I was done, I said I was fine and went inside, stoic.

I ended up going to get an x-ray of it after school, it was fine but even now I still get sharp pains from time to time. I was (and still am) grateful that I was wearing my black bulky UGG winter boots. I remembered that my mom had gotten mad at me when I bought them back in 2018 stating that it was a ridiculous purchase with an expensive price. They were my first big purchase from my first paycheck, and they cost me three hundred something dollars. I had purchased them from Nordstrom at Yorkdale from a nice blonde lady, who probably was trying to upcharge me to get a commission but I don’t care. I felt the boots had lived up to the price and vindicated me in the end.

Whenever I tell this story people ask me what was funny about getting my feet run over. Everything, everything about it was funny.