You weren't doing anything wrong. You were just going about your day, having a good time, when, all of a sudden, BAM! Out of nowhere, something goes horribly wrong and you're left dazed, confused, and asking, "What the hell just happened?"
I'm cursed, so I've had a few experiences. I'll just share two to get this started.
When I was about three or four I went down to the farm where my grandparents live, and they showed me a few of their prized horses as they went around and fed them. Then, suddenly, the mare kicked a colt behind her. The colt freaked out and started bucking, tripped over a trough and fell on top of me. Talk about bad luck. I don't remember much after that. oO Go figure.
Another randomly horrible event happened when I was visiting a friend's house. She lived really close to a park, so I borrowed her Dad's old bike and we cycled over to it. Mind you, most of this trip was uphill, until we came to the road just outside the park, which cars routinely fly along. So, just as we come to this road, I squeeze the handbrakes, only to find that they don't work - they've completely rusted - so my bike rolls downhill directly into the path of an oncoming car before I have any time to react. BANG!
Luckily, the lady saw me coming and hit the brakes as hard as she could, so I wasn't badly hurt. I just kind of rolled onto the top of her vehicle and collided with the pavement. Saw my life flash before my eyes for a moment there, though.
So, when has horrible crap come along to ruin your day?
I'm cursed, so I've had a few experiences. I'll just share two to get this started.
When I was about three or four I went down to the farm where my grandparents live, and they showed me a few of their prized horses as they went around and fed them. Then, suddenly, the mare kicked a colt behind her. The colt freaked out and started bucking, tripped over a trough and fell on top of me. Talk about bad luck. I don't remember much after that. oO Go figure.
Another randomly horrible event happened when I was visiting a friend's house. She lived really close to a park, so I borrowed her Dad's old bike and we cycled over to it. Mind you, most of this trip was uphill, until we came to the road just outside the park, which cars routinely fly along. So, just as we come to this road, I squeeze the handbrakes, only to find that they don't work - they've completely rusted - so my bike rolls downhill directly into the path of an oncoming car before I have any time to react. BANG!
Luckily, the lady saw me coming and hit the brakes as hard as she could, so I wasn't badly hurt. I just kind of rolled onto the top of her vehicle and collided with the pavement. Saw my life flash before my eyes for a moment there, though.
So, when has horrible crap come along to ruin your day?