[12wolfie]

was a baby, crawling around on the floor in my kitchen one day, fell right on my face real hard and hit my eyebrow O.o was bleeding badly and supposedly almost got stitches, but it's pretty hard to get an eyebrow stitched lol. still have a scar today ;p
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was maybe 6-7 years old, my daddy was making pancakes on a small griddle. i thought that it would be a fantastic idea to slap my entire hand down on the griddle shortly after he finished using it.


it was not a good idea.

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10-12 years old. was playing outside in the snow with my little sister. i picked up a large chunk of ice and threw it at my sister's head. I thought it would be a good idea.

of course, it was not a good idea.

she started to cry. i didn't want her to tell on me, so i handed her the piece of ice and said, "i'm sorry. hit me back, but please don't tell daddy." 

never had i been hit over the head so fucking hard by a 7 year old. 
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11 years old, again wintertime. i was sledding with my friend and my dad at a large hill near my house. someone built a little ramp made of snow halfway down the hill, so that when you hit it on the sled, you'd go flying. my friend convinced me to hit the ramp with her. i thought it would be a good idea.

it was not a good idea.

we both get onto my sled and we end up hitting the ramp head on. we went FLYING and I landed so hard on my upper right leg that i couldn't walk properly for like 3 days. 
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13 years old. wasn't me getting hurt but still. was at camp. for the trip of the day we went to six flags. we were standing outside the park getting ready to go in. another girl maybe about 11 years old came up behind me and grabbed my shoulder in a kind of playful manner, trying to startle me. i got really startled and i swung my fist back as hard as i could. i turned around to see i had just punched an 11 year old girl in the stomach really hard by accident. she started crying. D:
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basically my entire childhood. fought with my little sister CONSTANTLY. she would beat the shit out of me, but the second i went to defend myself then i would be in trouble, so i took a lot of hits from her. i would always get little scars all over my arms cause she had these sharp ass nails that she'd scratch me with. my mom never cared <.<
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oh god. probably 7 years old. i was at this kind of resort place that was really fancy and expensive af. we were in this outdoorsy place, and i remember that there were a bunch of chefs outside. i think it was sorta like an outdoor buffet?? idk. but i was running around saying hi to all the employees while the rest of my family sat and ate. i was darting around in a crowded ass place wearing flip flops on a cement ground. i thought that was a good idea.

you can figure out whether that was a good idea or not.

i said hi to one chef. he said hi back, and giggled and said, "go say hi to that guy over there," and pointed to a guy standing behind a table, doing whatever with the food. i was all like "hehehehe okay" and so i ran over to the dude behind the table. was running up to him, then i tripped and fell face first onto the concrete. 

sigh. i was full of bad ideas. 
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maybe 10 years old. i was in my kitchen, trying to get a bowl from the cabinets, which were above the counter, but i was too short to reach it. i decided to climb up onto the counter so i would be able to get the bowl myself rather than asking my mom to get it instead. i thought that would be a good idea.

it was not a good idea. 

so i grabbed a chair, and sat on it so i could help myself up onto the counter. i had left the cabinet door wide open, and as i went up i hit my head on the corner of the cabinet door. that hurt like a bitch, you know.
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stubbed my pinky toe countless times. 'nuff said
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thats all i can think of for now, hope i was entertaining lol