little story on how i became a pirate, but at a cost..

This was years ago, when I was like 8, so my memory of this is kind of blurred. Basically, I was having a nice day out with my family, but towards the end of it, our car got a flat tire, so we had to pull over and get help with it. I remember it feeling like it was taking forever, so I laid my head down on the backseat, near the seatbelts, to get a better resting position. I wasn't really thinking anything bad would happen to me, but something bad did indeed happen to me. Lmao. I didn't feel anything at first though, oddly enough. When I sat up, I looked down and saw a long, smooth, metal nail sticking up from the cracks in the seat! My ahh wasn't going to say anything about the nail or anything until I stepped outside, into the sun, and felt a TERRIBLE pain in my right eye. I yelled for my mom to come back around to where I was in the car and I showed her the nail and told her that I tried lying down and that when I got back up, my eye started hurting when I left the car. She responds with a "oh man, you stabbed your eye." as she examines my eye for herself and that's really all I remember for that whole situation. Except that I was really freaking scared when she said I had STABBED my eyeball and that I had to wear an eyepatch for a few weeks while everyone in my family collectively called me "pirate princess". I later found out it was just a scratch on the sclera though. sjdkenfjke