When I was around 7-8 years old I used to watch TV in my parent's bedroom since the only other TV in the house was in the living room where they watched. I loved to jump on the bed like a maniac during commercial breaks and discovered that jumping up and landing on my back was completely awesome. One time I was a little too far up on the bed and on my way down smacked the back of my head on the solid wood headboard of the bed.
I was writhing in pain on the bed for a good 15 minutes I would say - quietly though, for fear of getting in trouble.
Also, I was told when I was much younger, I drank a good chunk of my mother's nail polish remover.
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