
You'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.
( , Fri 4 Feb 2005, 10:00)
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I have a scar on my neck from where i had a lump removed..." did you try and slit your throat?" is what people usually ask when they see it.
i also have a small piece of pencil graphite embedded in my leg ( it's been there since I was 9 years old) after sharpening a pencil and somehow stabbing myself with it.
my forehead is out of shape, with a small scar, after being tripped whilst running ( school sports) and smashing into a wall ( I was 3 feet away from it).
I also have small scars by the side of my mouth after my grandma's dog repeatedly scraped it's teeth down my face; it had been run over by a car, it's ribs were crushed and he did NOT want me to carry him. foolish me.
ooh and a scar on my leg shaped like a T from falling over in school. when i think about it, school was dangerous for me...
oh and my favourite scars are two on the lower right side of two of my fingers on my right hand. I was melting sugar to make caramel, when my friend's stepbrother decided to stick his finger into it; he screamed, flipped his hand and hot sugar landed on my fingers. the little bastard blocked my way to the sink then, trying to cool his small blister, while i hunched over in pain. they glow white when my hands are warm now hehehehehe.
( , Mon 7 Feb 2005, 17:15, Reply)
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