A group of my friends and myself went to a beach cottage one summer afternoon. We spent a lot of time on the beach and usually stayed well after dark. There were 3-4 boys and 6 girls. The girls included 2 smaller sisters of the girl whose parents owned the cottage. They were a few years younger than us, about 12 or 13. I spent the entire day figuring how I could get a girl to walk on me and so I figured we might be able to play a hide and seek type game and I could position myself somewhere to get stepped on. So, I had noticed a platform, about 5' square had washed up on the beach and I figured I might be able to drag it to an area that would need to be stepped on and perhaps be pressed down on me. I crawled underneath and I felt this huge spike nail protruding down through the platform and figured this would be ideal to feel as much pain as possible. So I wiggled under the platform and positioned the spike, which was about 7" long, right on my stomach and then rested the weight of platform on me. The nail pressed down on me from the weight of the platform but nothing too painful. During the game, the girl that had been looking for everyone had walked over me several times without producing a lot of pain. But when she couldn't find me, I decided to stay in place and see what would happen. I was worried that some of the guys would look for me and step on the platform and really stab me but I figured I could see male feet and yell to them before they did that. Several of the girls began looking and stepped onto the platform and off. At one point 3 girls were on the platform at once and the nail was pressed way into me. I made a moaning noise and one of the girls looked under and found me. They began to yell at me and one said "hey, lets keep this jerk here for making us worry about him" (in a joking way). So they all stood on the platform at once and decided to stop me from crawling out, not knowing anything about the nail that was sticking in my belly. The thought always crosses your mind that maybe this will go to far and you won't be able to stop it. So when the pain began to get intense, I told them there was a nail sticking in me. They just laughed, didnt believe me, and began to jump and stomp on the board as if to really hurt me more, not knowing that they REALLY were driving the nail in deeper and deeper. Just then, the two younger sisters came as well as some of the guys and the two girls sat on the platform as guards, the guys just laughed at me thinking I was just kidding about it hurting so much, and I was just about ready to panic, thinking i was going to have this spike driven through me with all these girls standing or sitting on the board. I tried to lift the board and they laughed even more because I was able to lift it up a little but not enough to get the spike to clear my belly and I had to lower it back down, each time the spike driving into me further. I was literally pinned to the ground. Finally, I think the girls knew I wasn't fooling around anymore, I was pleading with them to get off and I was breathing heavy and they decided to get off me and I lifted the platform off me. The girls were shocked to see a huge indentation in my stomach and felt bad they had done that to me, not knowing that it was my intention in the first place. They blamed themselves for thinking I wasn't telling them the truth about the nail. Til this day, I think of that summer night. I married one of the girls that stood on that platform, and I'm reminded of the night every time we bump into one of the other girls, now in their late 40's as I am. The thought of those teenage girls, barefoot and in their bathing suits, pressing a 7-8" spike through me, still drives me nuts.

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Richie