I was 14 or so, my sister was 17, we were home together one morning, she was in the shower and I heard her scream like a banshee, I went to the bathroom door and yelled if she was alright. No she was still crying, so I went in. Of course she was naked, she had slammed her fingers in the shower door, she yelled at me to get mom, mom was at the store. So I handed her a towel which I had to wrap around her since she was one handed, then took her to the kitchen and put her hand in a bowl of ice to stop the swelling and pain.
We usually got along like cats and dogs, but she was nice to me for a few weeks for rescuing her.
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