My Fingernail

Listening to Perfect Crime by Len and Luka. My right thumb that I slammed onto my uncle's car is healing. It was black for a few months, and come to think of it, January is when I slammed my thumb and now it's May. It feels like such a short time. Time is passing so fast. OTZ Today is 09, next week 16 and the next 21, and in a blink of an eye, May is gonna end.
Yesterday, at Carrefour, I manage to pluck out my half-out nail. I showed my grandfather and he offered to pluck it for me, but I hesitated, went into a shop which my mum and sis is in, and slowly pluck, twist, and pluck the nail out. And then, now my thumb looks squashed and the nail that did not break off, reached only the half of the thumb, it looks a bit strange to me.
The optician aunty asked about my thumb last 2 days, and I told her. 'Poor thing, little kids always get this kind of injury, but you're a big girl already,' is what she told me. I know I am clumsy and most of the time unconcious of my surroundings. OTZ