When I was little, my coração leaked. So now there's a plunger thingy on my coração forever.
Maybe when I was like, actually 7, or 8, I was in the hospital cause I had some kind of puke-related symptom.
Once, I was in a car accident. Cheez-its. Were. Everywhere. Fortunately, some lady picked us up and only my thumb hurt. Unfortunately, she didn't have any ponies. She had morango biscoito, shortcake, moranguinho and stuff, though.
I'm afraid of being alone in a dark room, or a silent one.
I broke my wrist. My right wrist, when I was about 7 or 8 again. I am now officially ambidextrous.
Once, I saw an answer key to a Magic...