Scars with historyYou've all got scars: they're nature's little reminders not to be so damned stupid next time. My favourite is the 1/4" round hole in the back of my right hand, created when I was 7 by my best friend putting a manure-covered gardening fork "away".
Tell us the stories behind your scars. With photos if possible.
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chthonic, Fri 4 Feb 2005, 10:00)
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French WindowsWhen I was 8, I had spent most of the day running into the front door of our house, out through the (plate glass) French windows, and back round again..
That evening, we had a babysitter, and my parents went out. She said it was bed time, and I tried to leg it through the (unfortunately now shut) french windows.
I still remember it clearly now, crashing noise and all. I hit the windows, they smashed, all these shards of very thick heavy glass fell everywhere. I stood there laughing, until I felt warm stuff running down my face. I lost about 3 pints of blood apparently. I was cut to ribbons.
I still have a scar above and beneath my left eye, one right across my left hand, and loads down my legs. The eye one looks kind of cool. It makes me look like action man. Or a pirate or something.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2005, 15:53, Reply)
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