When i was about 10 years old, one sunday my family and i went to church, i believe it was easter sunday, so you can imagine how crowded it was . For some reason, i kept running up and down the church steps. my mother kept telling me to stop but i was a hard headed child and then it happened, I fell down the stairs, face down, my dress was up and exposing my underwear and all i did was lay there, i was so embrassed , that i froze and i couldnt move, my mother and grandmother was trying to get me up and i wasnt moving i was too embrassed then finally the pastor of the church stopped talking to the people and came over there to see if i was hurt but when he realized i was just embrassed, he gave me a lecture on disobeying my mother as i laid on the steps, face down! talk about embrassing...