When I was about eight or nine, my family was on a trip to Disneyland. One night my grandpa wanted to take us for a midnight swim in the pool of our hotel. I had this brillient idea that I would jump into the pool backwards, only I didn't jump far enough and hit my chin on the edge of the pool - had to have 12 stiches and still have a scar......*sigh*, the good ol' days.
