Alright, here's my painfully painful story.
One day, when I was about three or so, my family decided that it would be fun to go to my grandparents house, ( they lived about 20 or so miles away at the time). We were setting up brick wall with my grandpa, who is very strong for his age. I had a very fun time for about 2 hours. We were waiting for the concrete to set, and I, being the moron I was, was being very bored since my brother was on the other side of the yard with everyone else. I was all alone, I decided to see if I could make A print in the still setting concrete with me foot, It took all my might to press just a small imprint in. So I ran, jumped, and slammed my feet on the concrete. I hurt my feet from this method of idiocy. limped backwards, fell, turned to try and catch my fall, BAM, the corner of a brick nailed my head. Blood everywhere, I was brought to the hospital by ambulance. Also, I got a teddy bear out of the mess, It had a big " Get well" sing on it. 27 stitches in all.