In third grade we went on camp to some place that was next to a quarry. And yeah on like the third day of it we were going on this tour and the tour guide took us up to a viewing place just over the quarry. I'd been behind the group and there weren't many seats left and none next to my friends. So I sat down next to my friends just on the ground and looked up to listen to the tour guide telling us about the quarry. I put my hand down to lean on, when I felt a little pain on its palm. I figured it was probably just a sharp stone. I shake it. Nothing. I lift up my hand so the palm is facing me. An ant, about 1 inch long, is biting it. I freak out and pull it from my hand. At that instant I feel a great jolt of pain coming from my butt. It hurts so much. I jump up immediately and run away screaming. There was a teacher standing down the path and she held me still. Basically I'd sat on a nest of bull ants and had been bitten by 7 on my rear end. I had one that was on the back of my waist. As I was heading back to camp I showed it to my friends. It was blackened like a bruise around the bite. I don't think I've ever run that fast. Don't sit on ant's nests kids.
Almost broke my nose on my first time playing rugby. A noob beginner mistake tho. Getting better now and already played for my state's rugby team
Dropping my ice cream, having a low grade in a test, failing 1 question on a test when it could be avoided, losing my grandma...the list is way too long.
Getting kneed in the boob from a girl falling from 8ft in the air. The pain was that bad I threw up and I had a nice big bruise bigger the a tennis ball on my left boob ?
Ouch but that's good that you're getting better ️ that's a story you can tell your kids someday...or pets lol depending if you want them or not that is.