I could go different routes. I could go dark as all hell, or pretty funny.
I'll only do dark if requested. Here's some funny stuff.
So I assume some of you know those little electric cars, right? The ones that are basically plastic frames with a small battery inside? Basically made so young kids can feel really gangster. Well, I had a dank grey pickup truck, and one day I was driving it with my younger sister in the passenger seat.
So you know how these things are open-topped, and we had a swingset that was missing a swing, leaving an opening. Like a dimwit, I drove through, and my side made it through. Unfortunately, I didn't account for my sister's side, and I ended up clotheslining her on the swing. :')
Another time, my dad let me help him shred paper. This was earlier than the previous story, when I was around seven or so. This one, I was like, two or three. Basically, I helped him shred paper in a paper shredder over a trash can. Only, on one paper I forgot to actually let go of it, and my hand ended up getting caught in the paper shredder. Had to get stitches on every one of my right-hand fingers.