It went clear to and into the bone.
At the moment, it didn't seem to hurt. In a reflex move, I reached down and pulled it out...and it didn't look bad - just a round hole.
Than,all of a sudden, blood started pumping out like a faucet.
That did it. I started howling. My step dad came and got me. Unfortunately, he was a Christian Scientist and didn't believe in doctors...so no stitches, no antibiotics.
Fortunately, it didn't get infected but he had to carry me everywhere for 2 weeks as I couldn't walk on it.
I still have the soft round impression in my leg.
Ugh. That hurts just reading what happened to you. I guess I failed to say while accidents do happen they are preventable with a little forthought and responsible adult supervision.