Most Painful Childhood Moment

As a self generated post we were asked to tell our saddest, funniest or most embarrassing childhood moment. Well, there are far too many to count so I decided to write about something a little bit different. My most painful childhood memory. Since I've never broken a bone or torn a ligament I figured it would be fairly simple to think back to my most painful injury as a child. I came up with one thing that hurt more than anything else.
Several summers back when I was about twelve years old my family and another family rented a cottage together up in grand bend. It was a very old cottage and it was massive. In the living room they had an old fashion stove that was perched on a ledge in the center of the room. One night we were all sitting around the stove for warmth, playing games and having fun. My sister and I got up and started dancing around, unfortunatey I got a bit wild and tripped over the ledge and onto the old stove. The pain was probably the worst pain in my life, I pushed myself away from the fire with my left arm burning the whole underside of it. I can't imagine the pain for people who are caught in fires because I was in pain all night, my whole arm was fried and a mixture of black and red. I had blistures all over my arm for quite a while. The good thing is my scar isn't too noticable. You can only really see it in bright lights, thank god! My whole family swore it was going to be an awful scar. That was probably my most painful childhood moment of all.