Im just one of those accident prone people who seem to get visibly hurt, but not seriously
lets give a few "special" ones
1 : I was real young and playing some pretend gun game with my best freind and a dodged round into my sisters bedroom, needless to say i tripped and went slamming into the doorknob face first. I sat up in a great deal of pain and rubbed under my eye where I had been hit, My hand came away literally dripping with blood and I han an inch long curved gash literally milimeters undereath my eye. i still have a little scar today.
2 : Penknives are great fun arent they. Last year I was filming some stuff with a freind for an art project. anyway i was carrying some stuff back to his room and i had the knife open in my other hand. Deciding that wasnt safe I tried to close it with one hand like i'd been doing all day, so I put my thumb on the blade and press down to try and close it, suddenly the balde has dissapered inside my thumb. In the shear amount of pain i tried to shake it loose but i just sliced further down, so i had to painstakingly pull it out of my thumb, this isnt fun when all you can see is a red hand with blood flowing free. i still have a cleft in my thumb now for my troubles and he's kept the bit of fil where you see it go inside my thumb, blood starts gushing, i look down, pause then scream FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!! and start trying to fling it out.
3 : I broke my finger cathing a softball of all things, it just bent round really far, made a cracking noise and swelled up like a balloon!
This one didnt happen to me exaxtly , but it was soo funny at the time.
So me and my best freind are one a french/ history trip in france, and we all had to stay with french families in two's. So one day our family decides me and my mate need to go on a bike ride with our other mates. It was great, all until we got to this weirds little hill.
It wasnt very steep or long, just it curved round with bushes. Anyway my mate blasts down it perfectly fine in the little sunken pathway thingy, so then i try it and end up mounting a bush, but cycling trough it and getting to the bottom. So now my best mate is left up the top, he gracefull glides halfway down, perfectly inline untill his brakes snap on and he's launched through the air, unluckily his leg gets gaught on the peddle and he takes the bike with him. He stands up at the bottom with a cheery cry of "I'M GOO.. oh"
looking down at his leg he has seven neat cuts witch looked like claw marks going across his calf, bleeding profusely. he now has really deep scras because of it, but they look pretty cool.