Cold Steel

There's a sense of weightlessness.
You feel like you can't fall.
Once you look down and see a giant steel pole you panic.
You squirm your body, but realize you can't free yourself.
You call out for for help, praying that someone will hear you.
You begin to feel very warm. Frightened and warm.
Finally someone hears your pleas.
Mother comes quickly. She has worry strewn across her face.
Her loving arms guide you off the steel.
You feel nothing but relief as you regain your freedom.
You stumble into the house, and enter the bathroom.
You didn't realize how jarring it would be to move again.
You sit on a closed toilet to regain composure.
You notice the holes in your pants and shirt.
You lift your shirt and see a whole about two inches long in your stomach, blood leaking out.
You take your pants off and see another hole on your inner thigh.
You sit back on the toilet.
"Mom, we need to go to the hospital." You hear yourself say.

My firsthand account of what being impaled on a flagpole is like.