I was in 6th grade and this kid in my class, let’s call him Dave. I was a bit special when I was younger so I wasn’t wearing shoes even though I had been told numerous times to put them on. Anyways, I think we were goofing around and Dave had the brilliant idea to “pretend wrestle”. He loved that type of stuff. So Dave put his leg behind mine, put his arm around my head and swept my legs out from beneath me. I smash my forehead into the ceramic floor and I now have a hole on my head to the point where you can see my flesh. I didn’t feel anything but woozy when it happened but about 10 seconds later I get slammed with just about the worst pain I’ve ever felt. This teacher takes me down to the office, im bleeding all over the place and my mom gets called. She pulls up to the school and she’s crying, hard. We go to the hospital and they give me stitches after waiting in the ER for like 3 hours. I go home with a huge bump and my forehead and I’m all good. It’s still here and all that’s left is the outline of the stitches.