Faith Prevails

Pain makes me laugh. Not only my pain, but my friends as well. I really don't know why I laugh at my friends pain, but I always make sure they are OK before and after i have had my laugh.
I laugh at my pain because that is how I cope with it. When I fractured my pinkie in middle school, I laughed so hard i cried. I didn't cry because my pinkie hurt, I cried because I laughed so hard, my stomach hurt. Actually just the other day my sister smacked me in the face a one pound bag of pepperoni and I was rolling on the floor. I didn't even realize that my nose was bleeding were my glasses had cut it. My nose didn't hurt, my stomach did because couldn't breathe. It stayed taut and wouldn't relax.
I make jokes about my pain, especially to the person who caused it. My pain is rarely serious, its because me or my sister were doing something stupid. Most of the time it is an accident. I have a lot of funny stories about me and my family falling, smashing into doors, and hitting each other on accident. It is funny, whether we get hurt or not because I laugh either way.