Death by an Inch

Death by an Inch

A Story by Ian Duncan Arbogast

T'was a night like any other. The radiance of the lights ever-glowing, the rooms distilled with a deep emptiness. I was in a good mood so I decided I would try my hand at some science homework, however, I did not have a writing utensil.

As an attempt to solve the problem, I headed up the stairs, for I remembered such an instrument placed on a shelf in my closet.

When I arrived at the supposed utensil's origin, I aimed my outstretched arm toward it.

I couldn't reach it. I took foothold on an object and continued to strain for it when, suddenly *CRASH*, the object that my foot was upon was none other than a glass table.

My eyes grew foggy as I was ridden with shock. I felt no pain at that time, and the blood was...rather enticing.  The loud noise had awoken my mother from her television festivities and directly t'where  I stood.

"Fix it, fix it!" I cried, in fear of her reply.

"It's no use. There's no doubt in my mind that you're going to need stitches." said my mother.

"B-but I've never had stitches!"

It was then that my tears began to flow.

As my crying was nearing it's cease I was taken, through the snow to my grandmother's van, which departed me to the emergency room for seven stitches, and my first stitches at that.

Although all this occured in the course of a single night, it will go down in history as the  day of my first stitches AND my legitimate reason to hate homework.

Thank you for reading.

© 2010 Ian Duncan Arbogast


Author's Note

Ian Duncan Arbogast
This is a true story, to give you guys a bit of backdrop( of me lol)

Just in case you want to know, that night i received 2 cuts but sustained major bleeding, and here's the kicker. That fateful night was almost my last. Upon examination of the wounds the doctor(s) informed that I had nearly sliced a vital artery by less than an inch.

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Awesome! I mean, it's not awesome, per say, but it's really good! Ha! Sounds painful. I think I actually winced a few times reading this!

Posted 14 Years Ago


I remember that nite all too well, it was a bit akward trying to give a horseback ride to someone over 6ft tall by someone only 5'6". that is awesome writing Ian.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is a great story .. I am so proud of you to be my son .. Way to Go Ian !! Keep up the Great Work !!

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ow....this is really amazing.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Ian Duncan Arbogast
Ian Duncan Arbogast

North Ridgeville, OH



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Cheers, everyone~! My name Is Ian Arbogast. I don't write much anymore, but I implore you to browse my adolescent writings and hopefully some new ones in the future! Have a nice day~! more..

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