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One of the outlet covers in my house fell off when I was a kid, and I remember touching the wiring inside the walls and then getting getting my whole body electrocuted for several seconds before I pulled my hand out. It didn't hurt though, so I just left to go tell my dad. He told me not to touch it and I told him that I did. I think he was pretty concerned for a minute but I don't really remember.
Idk much about electricity but when I thought about it again like 10 years later I got the feeling I could've died that day. I don't know what would have happened if I touched it differently and couldn't pull my hand back.
When I was a baby, I was a keys and forks in outlet style baby. And I didn't stop the first time - from what I've been told. I don't remember the details on account of being a baby, or perhaps the electricity wiped my mind
that could have gone very differently for sure. I've had times like that where a thing has hit me like a decade later that I could have died there, such a weird feeling not evn like an anxiety but like a 'huh... that was a thing'