How It All Started

OK when I was 4 or 5, or maybe I was 6. Well, it doesn't matter, but it was just after Christmas and all the decorations from the tree were sitting in a box on the top of the stairs of our house. It was real early in the morning and I wanted to go downstairs to watch cartoons. I get to the top step and loose my balance, being so short I grabbed for the closest thing, which was the box of decorations. I fell all the way down the stairs with all the hooks and glass coming with me. My dad runs out naked, hehe. Luckily I am fine, not a scratch, but I do have a mess of hooks stuck in my long hair.