I think clumsiness runs in my family, here's why:
I really love winter, but somehow I manage to slip even on the tiniest bit of ice. Like, last year there was a frozen patch right in front of the gym building and I was holding my friend, but I still managed to slip and fall down on my back. The worst part was that all the kids that were around started laughing - I bet no one else could have fell down like that. Same thing happened once when I was talking to a friend; I walked past some frozen puddle and fell down and hit my head. When I got home to put some ice on, I leaned a bit and when I got up again, I hit my head on the window that was opened. It really hurt!
Some other incident I remember because it was really funny was on a trip. One moment I was walking towards the bus, the other I was lying on the cement. Turned out I had missed a step in the parkway. When I got to the buss, every kid was laughing about this girl that fell down. It was like she disappeared out of a sudden. And it was funny because no one knew it was me
There was also this time I was running on the hallway of my house to get to say goodbye to the guests and I tripped and I fell head first into a wall. I still have a mark
Oh, and one time I went with my new bike on some hills at the countryside. I cought too much speed and I wanted to stop, but I hit the front break by mistake and I flew over the bike. I didn't get anything broken, but I bet it would've been quite a show to see me spinning in the air like that...
Well, I can't remember anything else right now. Little accidents happen everyday, ofcourse
but I don't want to be particulary boring. I just hope it's going to pass... soon!