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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Oh what a lovely brother I have.I have a large scar on my upper thigh, although it's faded now and looks more like a thin snail trail, that I got when I was about 5. The story behind it was that my older brother who was 20 at the time had to babysit me while my mum was at work, so he decided to take me for a walk to shut me up. On thw walk we found a hill made of rubbish and bits of old house. He told me to climb up to see what was at the top, once I was up there I found that there was nothing of interest so he told me to jump down and he would catch me. I jumped, and he didn't even try to catch me. Instead I ended up impaling my leg on a rusty nail. He rushed me home and tried to stop the blodd that was gushing from my leg, all the time saying "don't tell mum". I didn't even go to the doctor to have it checked out because he obviously didn't care about his baby sister.
Damn him!
I also have a 9 inch scar across my stomach from a cesearean....pleasant ;) and oh so sexy.
(, Sun 6 Feb 2005, 22:03, Reply)
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