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What's the worst you ever hurt yourself as a kid? (sh.itjust.works)

submitted 3 days ago by StarvingMartist@sh.itjust.works to c/asklemmy@lemmy.ml

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For me, I think it was when I was playing in the yard, and saw one of my mom's pots of dirt for her garden, and I thought "yeah this would be good to dump on my lap"

It was full of fire ants. Big, angry, north carolinian fire ants.

I was covered in red welts and all I remember is screaming at the top of my lungs while my mom sprayed me down with a hose

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[–] southsamurai@sh.itjust.works 6 points 3 days ago

Not too bad.

But I was fucking around while trying to learn to ride a bike. Went too fast, hit a bump on a dirt road. Went over the handlebars, slid face first a few feet into a ditch.

Now, like I said, I wasn't badly injured. It was all just scrapes and bruises. But they were deep scrapes from my forehead all the way down one side of my face, then my chest and belly, plus along the inner side of my right arm from trying to stop myself.

Every scrape was filled with dirt and gravel, which had to be picked out. Then it all needed flushing out. So by the time it was all done I was high from endorphins and crying and screaming, looked like a shredder had beaten the shit out of me, and was both throbbing and burning along the entire scraped section.

Then I had to go to school like that lol.