I was shot in the eye with a bb gun when I was in 9th grade. It was absolutely miserable. Right after it happened, I had to practically get carried back. My cousin and one of my friends held me up on either side because I couldn't see anything and wanted to just lay there due to how severe the pain was.
The trip to the emergency room is a story too. A nurse in the ICU thought I was hit by a baseball despite the paperwork and asked me, a teenager that definitely didn't get to the hospital myself, if I knew my mom when she returned from the bathroom. After getting to the ER, I vomited up the entire stack of pancakes and the half dozen bologna sandwiches I had eaten that day (I was 14, teenage hunger). 2/10, do not recommend.
That's the kicker lol I was a lucky little shit, I blinked at the moment of impact which was enough to prevent me from losing my eye entirely. My retina detached and was operated on, a macular hole still exists today, and I still don't eat bologna. That Christmas, I got a Christmas Story tshirt from my grandma that says "you'll shoot your eye out kid"