When I was about 5 or 6 I found a pair of tweezers laying on the coffee table. I looked around to find where they go and decided the best place for the two pronged device was the electrical outlet on the wall. All I remember is waking up on the couch
When I was about 8 or 9 I was climbing across the top of some monkey bars. My hand slipped and I fell between the bars hitting the bottom of my chin on one of the bars. This caused me to literally bite off a small part of the tip of my tongue. The pain wasnt so bad, the worst part was all the blood that comes spewing out of your tongue filling your mouth to a point it looks like you are literally throwing up blood.