Not quite as bad as yours but once when I was a kid (about 11) my brother had gone out playing football with his team and had been taken by one of the other lads dads. It was an evening match and I had gone to bed. Our telephone at the time was out of order and about 30 mins after being in bed I got a really bad feeling about my brother, I went down and told my mum and dad that something had happened to him and they couldn't contact us because the phone wasn't working but my parent's laughed and sent me back to bed (i was known for being a tad dramatic at times shall we say lol). Anyway, not 10 minutes after that there was a knock on the front door and it was one of the other team parents to say my brother had been knocked out during the match and was in the hospital but no-one could contact us because of the fault on the line. My parent's looked at me like I was some kind of freak (or like I had somehow managed to knock him out without leaving my room
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