by Dan

I am quite an optimistic person and I have never thought of a specific day as the worst day of my life. However, a bad day was when i broke my leg, more exactly, my ligament. It was a bad day not because of the pain, but because it was annoying and a huge loss of time. The way i broke it was also really stupid. I was playing football with my dad, he passed the ball, but the strong wind gave it a sudden boost and i stepped right on top of it. I slipped on it and fell. After that I lost an absurd amount of time in hospitals, waiting for my leg to recover.

Overall it was a pretty nasty experience which I’d rather not repeat.