I started high school pretty short, with a friend taller than me. We became friends because we had lockers next to each other- his was on the bottom, mine was on the top. Problem was, it was way easier for him to reach the top than me, so next year they let us continue having matching lockers but switched it so I'd have a bottom locker and he'd have a top locker.

Anyways, I grew so much that summer that some people didn't recognize me. I came back to school, squatted way down to get to my bottom locker, then whacked my head on the now open top locker above me.

This happened many, many times that year. Also I wasn't allowed in the school choir because my voice kept cracking, or the basketball team because I was actually a little nervous about how high I was jumping. It was not that high, my head was just further from the ground than I was accustomed to.