During winter in 2011 it was cold and windy out. I was out side helping my sister and wait for my friend Lyndsey to come and pick me up. We were going to the wilds. I was coming inside and as I was shutting the door the wind pulled it shut. I had my finger by the door so it would slam shut and make a lot of noise. When the door shut it cut the tip of my finger. My brother Adam, was doing the dishes and my brother Brandon, was sleeping in the living room. I start to scream and neither of them move or say anything. My dad was upstairs sleeping, I ran upstairs and woke him up. He had me out my hand under the water and he called my mom. She said that she would meet us at the hospital. When we got there the doctors took me bad and took x-rays. The doctors said that nothing was broke but I need stitches. We waited and when the doctor came in they put 7 stitches in my finger.