When I was 2 years old me, my mom and dad were all sleep. Mom was upstairs cause she wasn't feeling well and I was sleep on dad's back. The oven was on and the door was open because the heat wasn't working and this was the way of warming up the house in addition to the heater we had. I woke up, walked in the kitchen and put my hand in the oven and burned myself. Screamed like hell and both parents ran in on some emergency shyt. They both still feel like shyt to this day about it.
