Unknowingly Hand Crush under a Couch

I was about 12 or 13 at the time this all took place. I was at my  grandma's house when my Aunt Shirly called and said she was in the  neighborhood and she was going to stopped by. I been getting my hand and  fingers stepped on for a long time, I have a really big family so its  not hard to find Aunt or cousins to crush your fingers  unknowingly,especially at family events. Well anyway the reason i pick  this story is because it made me love high heels forever. My grandma  usually talk in they living room when one of my aunt or anyone comes  over. It was just me and my grandma there,and usually when company came  over I usually tell her im going in the basement. She usually says ok,  but i really go hide somewhere. She usually stays in her room till she  have a reason to get up,so I never had to rush to find a spot to hide.  My grandma had a chair and a couch in her living room,and she always  sits in the chair. I calmly crawl under the couch and position myself so  i want be seen. It was good that the couch had long legs so it gave my  enough room to manuver. I crawl on my stomach under the couch and and  position my legs under the table that the lamp was on,right next to the  couch in the corner. There was no way anyone can see me unless they got  on their knees and looked under the table. My grandma had covers on the  couch with sat on the floor cause it was to long. So I sat my hand under  the cover and place it just in front of the couch. I sat and waited  patiently and I heard a door close,my heart skipped, I knew it was  almost time.I laid nervous now that she had arrived. Then right at that  moment another door shut. Second later the door bell rung, my grandma  got up to and they door.I heard voices and come to find she had my other  Aunt with her. They came in and walked into the living room. As i seen  them through the crese in the cover,my Aunt Shirly had on blue high  heels and my other aunt had on tennis shoes. My other Aunt came to sit  on the couch,she walked past where my hand was and set on the other side  of the couch where the table was. My grandma set in her chair,but my  Aunt Shirly just lend agaist the wall. My grandma asked what was  wrong,she just said tired,she just came from a appointment. My grandma  told her to sit down but she said no she didnt want to get to  comfartable cause she wouldnt want to leave then. Damn I thought as I  can see here heels through the covers. After a couple of minutes of  talking my grandma pleaded that she sit down. I seen my grandma cause  the side of the couch that my hand was on it was directly across from  her chair,a few feet away. My Aunt Shirly finally agreed and my heart  sanked again. My hand was directly where she would sit on the couch. I  seen her coming towards me,but as she got closer I couldnt help but to  stare at her heels. She reach the couch turn around and sat down,as she  sat down it was like she just sanked into the couch relieved to get off  her feet. Both her foots raised in the air as she sat and her right foot  stomped right down on my hand. I right hand under the cover and she had  her heel on my thumb and the front of her foot on my fingers except my  index finger. Pain was shooting up my whole right arm,I couldnt do  nothing but just lay there. They talked for about 10 minutes,and she  says she got to go,not once did she move her foot. She stood up and my  thumb pop,and she just stood there for and second like she was  stretching. I could see the heel as its sinking into my thumb. She  stepped off and walked to the door,as my other aunt followed. Then they  left,my grandma closed the door and went back to her room. I crawl out  and went in there and she ask me did I have down there(she thinking the  basement)I said yell holding my hand. What happen she said I told her I  slammed it in the door. She said you got to be more cafeful. Only if she  knew.