As a 12 year old this is a really good verse to remember, just as it is for any age. I have a 15 year old brother who always seems to be mad. So one day about 2 years ago, my brother was making me mad,so as normal I left to go outside to get some peace for atleast a minute. So as I openened the door, I hit it with the palm of my hand, and the glass shaterred. I was so mad and tired that I hit the door hard enough to break the glass screen. Luckily my mother was already outside,ready to come to my rescue, as most mothers often have to do. She called 911 as I balled my eyes out scared, and shocked. When the paramedics got there, I had calmed down enough to talk to them and tell them I was tired and didn't mean to do it, witch,of coarse,I didn't. After the paramedic stopped the bleeding, he told me that if the cut had gone ANY deeper, I could have a slit a main artery in my wrist, and died. Till this day I am still thankful to God that it didn't go any deeper. I did have to get stitches, so on the way to the hospital about three people called my mother' cell phone to talk to me, I still laugh about it, because what I remember, my aunt told me ''ok well,don't do it again...''. No problem. So at the hospital, I was waiting for the doctor to come in, and when he did, he almost made it an enjoyable time. First off,when my brother had to get stitches,it was the same doctor, and then, he tricked me! He told me to look away because the stuff he is putting on my wrist  to ''clean'' it would hurt my eyes if it got in them. So when he told me ok, you may look again, he had already sewn the stitches. The liquid he put on my wrist was numbing liquid, as I figured later. Istill tell that to people tooday. So after that I went to Taco Bell for lunch,and went home to watch movies. No lie, though, my aunt did have to feed me my taco,for I couldn't hold it. So the next day, I went back to school,to join my classmated for the final day of school. Yes it happened right before summer vacation. And so,I could not go swimming fir the first 10 days of summer, swimming is my life in summer. But anyways, though I was scared, I got through it with the grace of God, I guess He's  not done with me yet,.