Hello, other forum dwellers To be honest I just really feel like sharing this story and I don't have anyone else to bother right now, and feel free to share your own stories as well.

I took a drama class in high school and we used to play a game called "extreme musical chairs". To play every person but one takes a chair and they spread out as far as possible around the space. Everyone sits and puts their arms out, scarecrow style, and "it" runs around and grabs someone by the hand and pulls them behind, that person grabs another person, etc until there's a chain of people running. If the chain breaks there are now two chains and both continue to play. When the music stops everyone scrambles for a chair, the person left standing is the new "it" and the next round begins. Unlike standard musical chairs there is no winning, the goal is just not to be "it" as much as possible.

One class we are playing and the fastest guy in the class has been selected to start out as "it", he grabs the hand of a girl who is a pretty slow mover, he's basically dragging her behind him. She grabs me. Before I can grab anybody else, the guy in lead makes a hairpin turn and of course the girl in second can't keep up. The effect is basically that of a pendulum and she's got a death grip on my wrist, so I get swung and SLAMMED into a half finished set piece that was leaning against the wall. I did have enough time to bring my arm up over my face, but that was it. My arm hit so hard and so loud that for a second I thought it broke. It didn't but from my wrist to my elbow bruised and I manged to get six seperate cuts through my clothes. The other point of impact was my left knee, which bruised so deep it literally turned black. There was so much blood collected under the skin that if you pressed on it you could feel the blood move around. Imagine a balloon filled with very fine sand, that was about the texture of it, and it was so swollen I couldn't bend it for two days. It took over a month to completely fade away, and stayed a really disgusting shade of quite dark green for two weeks. Still not the worst injury I ever took at school but I did manage to give the drama teacher a heart attack. (not literally)

Anybody else manage to batter themselves doing something that was supposed to be fun?

Oh my, my entire childhood haha. My best one I think...was when I was 16, my mother had got me a sword for christmas that year. It was just a Tai-chi sword that was meant more for movement and stance, then it was for fighting or battle. A fellow friend of mine had a cutlass at their house. We, being the bright ones we are, decided to go outside and have a legitimate sword fight. There were a few ground rules obviously.

No stabbing each other was the main one.

And then we were off, I had a fairly large back yard at the time and we had numerous trees through out. Some had to be cut down over the years so they wouldn't damage the property in a storm, this means there are all kinds of half stumps littered about my property.

We thought we were being cool, doing our little twirls, dodges and jumps. Well...one of my jumps did not go too smoothly. I underestimated a jump....over one of the stumps and I underestimated badly. I went up in the air, and sunk like a rock with no time to unbend my legs. I landed on my knee caps, on top of the tree stump. I was in so much pain, I just stopped where I was and didn't move. I was torn between crying and laughing with my best friend at the time.

I walked around for a month with knees so purple you could of swore someone beat me. So when someone asked, I would say I got in a fight with a dead tree and lost. Which was better than what actually happened hahaha, not one of my better moments as a teen.

ah, man, that sounds like it would hurt so bad. I've had that moment where you can't really react, you just freeze there and the only thing you can think is "ow..."

I like the dead tree line, I have my own version which is "my [body part] and the wall wanted to be in the same place at the same time, the wall won"

It did hurt pretty bad, only for the first day though really. My mother was a little appalled lol

Hey, being a clutz, or just wrong timing, it isn't boring xD

My mother was more appalled when I took a baseball bat to the forehead in 4th grade. Not that I almost died but that in my class photo I had a huge black eye and stitches.

O.O ouch!

I can honestly say I have never had a black eye, just really nice bruises on my lower half...which I guess that is evidence that I am active??? haha

How did that happen?

One guy was doofing around with a baseball bat, luckily for me an aluminum one, and he lost his grip and got me right in the left eyebrow. Split my forehead right open, need I think 14 stitches. I was actually pretty lucky because if he had hit me in the eye I probably would have lost my sight in it and if he had hit me in the temple I could have died from the impact. This according to the doctor who did the stitches. I had a hell of a black eye and a tiny crack in my skull. Now all I have is a scar that splits most of the way through my eyebrow, most people don't really notice it though.

When I was in school, I was pitcher for the softball team and the girl I was pitching to hit the ball and it came straight at me and hit me in the stomach. Talk about ouch, I couldn't breath and was doubled over. But, I held onto the ball and she was out. Needless to say, I switched positions and became the shortstop.

talk about ouch indeed. I've had the wind knocked out of me with a soccer ball but a softball has got to hurt way more.

I held onto the ball and the hitter was considered out.