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I've always been captivated by the beauty and danger of volcanoes, and this time, I was going to get closer to the lava than I've been.
Accompanied by experienced guides, we trekked up the rugged terrain towards the active volcano's crater. The heat was already intense, and as we approached the edge, my heart raced with excitement and awe. The lava lake before me glowed with an otherworldly brilliance, its fiery hues dancing in the sunlight.
The guides emphasized the importance of safety, warning us to keep a safe distance from the molten lava. But something inside me urged me to experience it up close, to feel the raw power of nature with my own hands.
Ignoring the cautious voice in my head, I extended my gloved hand towards the mesmerizing molten river. The moment my fingers brushed the surface, an unimaginable pain shot through my hand. It was like touching the sun itself – an intense, scorching heat that I could not have prepared for.
Panicking, I jerked my hand back, but the damage had already been done. The pain was overwhelming, and I knew I had made a grave mistake. The guides rushed to my side, assisting me down from the volcano and taking me to the nearest medical facility.
As the doctors examined my hand, I could see the extent of the injury – severe burns that had already caused blistering and charring. Despite their best efforts, the damage was permanent, leaving a visible scar and affecting the functionality of my finger.
TL;DR I completely lost my index finger, due to the curiousity of touching lava, ever since I was a kid
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