Last September, Mom and I took the dogs to the park. It was one of the last really nice days left of the year, so I decided to wear a sundress. Well, I took one of the dogs up to the top of the hill and we got there, a bunch of birds were flying over us. Afraid they were going to poop on me or something, I screamed and started running down the hill in the opposite direction with the dog. As I was running, I slipped and skidded down a good amount of feet. The dog came, too. My dress ended up flying right up and it wasn't covering up everything it was supposed to. The worst part was a boy at the top of the hill got a great look at everything. Fortunately, the birds never did poop on me, but I did get covered in scrapes on my butt and grass stains all over that sundress.
Another time was when I was thirteen, I was in line at a grocery store with my grandma. I told her I was dizzy, and she told me to go sit on one of the benches. As I was walking towards it, I passed out. When I woke up again, pretty much everyone in the store was right in my face, all really worried about me. How embarrassing.