Well, the worst...I was walking past my bed, scary right?, and the exposed part of the metal frame caught my leg and as I walked it started peeling skin & blood off of my leg like a potato peeler. I still have that scar to this day and I'll never forget it. Hurt like hell. Cried like a baby. I was 12.
Runner up would be when I was a kid, my house had spikes in it. Like, deadass spikes along the walls. I think my parents were trying to put down some carpet. I was running inside the house, tripped and the palms of my hands plunged into the spikes. Hands were gushing blood and that's all I remembered from that. Pretty sure I passed out. My hands looked cool while they healed though.







