Was running backwards and broke my wrist...

Every moment of my life.

I don't know if I'm clumsy or not.. but does stepping on scissors, tumbling down the hill, gets cut by a paper knife, kitchen knife, scissors, get fingers slightly burnt at a young age, accidentally touched the iron side of the iron at a young age, falling over stairs, tripped on water while doing laundry count? OuO

I smashed my nose with a mop when I whiped the floor. The blood mixed with the water and freaked my grandma out when she saw all of it.

I'm clumsy enough but I'm more of an accident magnet towards other people. Like in high school, I tripped over air while playing softball, accidentally letting go of the bat. Which hit some guy right in the crotch. He had to go to the Nurse's Office....

I "somehow" punched my right eye. And I don't even remember how it happened. I just punched myself.

Waking up in the morning, pour cornflakes, put the cornflakes in the microwave without adding milk.

Well, I just made a thread that already existed. How embarrassing.

I got to into basketball one day and hit the best jumper I've ever seen. The ball went swish while my ankle got broken on the way down...

Another one was when i went swimming a few years back, i went underwater and almost drowned, but as i swam up frantically I happened to rise up into a certain lifeguards... bust and her husband was pretty pissed, but what a nice way to start running for your life <3

Well I'm not sure if I'm clumsy so....

When I was 8, I was riding my bike with my family and we were coming back home. I somehow forgot how my brakes worked at a critically moment and ended up crashing into our metal gate at full speed. The bike was fine but my pride wasn't for many years to follow.

In second grade, I twisted my ankle at every random moment. Like once I was walking on the porch trying to get inside because I had just gotten home from church, and my foot just decided to go mental on me. It just moved in it's own way and rolled to the side, leaving me with a twisted ankle and a limp.

A few weeks ago I was cooking oatmeal and I completely effed that up. Everything was perfect, all my ingredients were mixed together and my food was on the stove cooking, so I decided to go watch some T.V. for a few minutes while I waited. MISTAKE. I had forgotten all about my poor oatmeal, so I rushed back into the kitchen to see it burning. Knocking a towel that my family keeps on the stove handle down in the process of trying to save my food, I grabbed the hot pot with my bare hands. SECOND MISTAKE. I don't scream or make any kind of noise when I'm in pain, but that definitely made me do it. Needless to say I let go of the pot. THIRD MISTAKE. It hit the floor and oatmeal flew everywhere. Some even landed on my legs (I was wearing shorts at the time), and I ran around like an idiot because that ish hurt. I slipped on the forgotten towel, tried to grab a counter top to save myself but end up knocking the knife holder over dumping sharp objects all over the floor underneath me, and twisting my body mid-fall in the air so that I wouldn't kill myself when I make contact with the ground. I lied there with no energy left in my almost dead body, and my mother walked in. She looks around then at me, utters "clean up this mess" and walks away without another word.

I was getting into the car when I forgot to duck my head down, and almost gave myself a concussion because of it. Luckily for me, I didn't have to drive that day.

I could go on with many more, but it would take too long to type them.