I remembered I had seen mum cutting string with a knife. In the kitchen draw I found a sharp looking knife with a wooden handle and wrapped the string around the knife. I pulled upwards on the knife, hard. Without warning the string snapped and the knife in my hand shot up towards my face. It was all over in less than a second. I stood there blinking. Something was wrong with my eye; all I could see out of it was a sort of mashed green jelly. I ran into my mum who took one look at me and turned white, she immediately called for an ambulance and I started to cry. I didn’t know at the time what a huge impact this event would have on my life but that trip to hospital was going to play a very big part in my life from then on.