Hey Pandas, Share Your Best Scar Story

Scar down one leg when I decided to jump off a tree and onto a metal sign.

I have two scars near my kneecaps that occurred after I fell off a bike when I was a preteen. Almost seven years later they are still there.

I had a mole removed from my butt cheek. I looked like I had poop on my butt. When I was 16 ish, I had it removed, it pretty noticeably a scar. Unfortunately our 15yo daughter has one too but hers is just below her butt cheek, but If she ever wants to get it removed, I’m totally fine with that.

I have 2 scars, one on each knee, I fell and scraped them in 2nd grade and then I scraped them again when on my bicycle.

Third grade, contracted chicken pox. I had a big old blister dead center of my forehead. While I was on the mend, overnight I turned my forehead through my pillow. Nice streak of blood on the pillowcase and no scab anymore on my forehead. Just a lovely scar that I still have at 52. No worries though. It became a part of me and I learned that I’ve never been judged by it.

Alright, I actually have two that I would like to share!
The first scar story I have was from when I was younger (Maybe 14, can't remember exact age) and my sister and I were playing around in the tool shed. I wanted to try carving some wood (Should have known it was a bad idea). The woodcutting tool slipped and I got a decent cut on my thumb, and since my Father's girlfriend was a nurse, she helped me clean the wound and found a band-aid for it. It took about a week to heal, and now I have a badass scar on my hand.
The other scar I have was from when I was a sophomore in high school and my friend and I realized we had lunch together. We hadn't ever had any classes with each other, so we may have gotten a bit too excited. (I'm a band kid, born and raised, just to add context). We were talking about our classes in the band hallway when we figured it out and she ended up tackling me. When we went down to the ground, I didn't think about the fact that my knee was right next to one of the stage lights, and I cut my knee on one of the wires. She stood up and held her hand out for me to take, but my knee felt like it was on fire. I moved my hand (since I was wearing jeans) and saw that I was bleeding. 20 minutes spent in the nurse's office later, I walked back to band and tried not to topple over for the rest of the day.

There was a long story but in third grade a girl angered me on purpose so i scratched her on the neck (the scar on her neck is still there). While fighting i fell on my elbow and blood started gushing out and it hurt. Eventually the teacher punished me called my parents and sent me home (the other girl got off scot free). That day there was a blood moon as well. I still got the scar mark

Soooo
I was 14 and i was literally everywhere i should not be. Including a half glass roof top. It was a Holliday in Poland, and all kids from the block where playing with a ball. And that ball was kicked so hard it landed on a roof. It was ez for me to get on that roof. It was connected to a widow in my block, only thing was a 1,5m long glass panel that connected both buildings. Way on the roof i just jumped ( didn't do that first time), kicked the ball off and it was time to go back. Glass was 30+ year old with some metal inside to keep it sturdy and strong, but i always tried to not step on it. But i missed. My right leg fell in to the glass. I managed to catch a part of the building, so I didn't fell whole ( ot was around 12m above the ground level), and i pulled my leg put of the crack. Didn't look at it first, got to the building and than started to call for help. There was not much meat left on the front part of my leg, up to knee. Everything was cut of. Bone outside, some tendents just hanging around... Got to the hospital, they gave me total anesthesia, and after 4h i woke up with 179 stitches in side and out side in total. Leg working almost prefectly now. Just hurts af when the weather os hanging

I slammed my pinky in a door trying to pen the door for my aunt so i broke my pinky now it is still scarred and bends in a odd way.

I have a scar on my leg from when this huge driftwood log fell on me. It bounced off my leg and I'm pretty lucky it just gave me this huge scrape and that's all. I have a long scar on that leg now.

Compound skull fracture, lost all memory prior.

I was wearing roller skates while on a swing at the park. I went for a back flip and smashed up my nose. I ended up needing 2 surgeries-1 on nose, 1 on sinuses.

I got a scar on my side wrist below the thumb but in the wrist part (just to tell the exact location) I got it when Im in grade 1 and my boy classmate tried to play stabbing in me using a newly sharpened pencil and that cuts me.It naturally heals in just days.It is steal here but not visible enough.

Mine is on my index finger. It was after a Super Bowl party years ago, and I may have been a bit tipsy. For some unknowable reason, I decided I didn't like the little prongs on the bottom of my kitty litter scooper, and that they had to come off. Grabbed my trusty Ginzu knife and started cutting them off. Knife slipped, and I have the scar to remind me not to do stupid things!

So I have some scars that are visible and here are the stories!
In first grade, I did like a somersault around a bar ( English is not my first language, so I apologize if that isn’t the correct word). But the bar was higher than the regular ones I was familiar with so I let go and split my chin open.
When I was a bit older, I tried to cut open a chestnut with my pocket knife. Spoiler: You can’t do that. And now I have a scar on my left index finger to remind me of that.
Last one is on the back of my right hand. For the holidays, we rented a camper van and were at my aunts house before driving further. And when we packed up, I had packed the toothpaste in the van because it was with my stuff. But my sister still needed it and she was in a bad mood or something so she kind of yelled at me for taking the toothpaste. And then (I also got a bit angry) I held the toothpaste to her a bit aggressively. So she took it and scratched my hand so bad it was bleeding. Almost four years later I still have it, but it’s kinda a reminder of a cool holiday.

I was in forth grade and had just completed an advanced swimming course at our local swimming pool and got a badge to sow unto my towel. During my celebratory dance I slipped and fell on the floor. Although it didn't hurt, my knee bled profusely. Now I have a scar shaped like the continent of Africa on my left knee.

Was having a water fight with my sister in the bathroom, then slipped and rammed my knee into one of the drawer handles. Made a nice indent in my knee, and gave me a scar to remember it by. Funnily enough, I got a matching scar on my other knee years later from something completely unrelated.

One time i was at my dads friends house and my dad was trying their segway and accidentally activated it on my foot.
Ohnestly i could not feel anything nor did it even bleed but for some reason it left a scar lol.

My only scar story: I was playing tag in preschool at a playground, but i suddenly tripped. Big scar on my forehead, and blood was everywhere :’)

I have a scar on my right wrist. It looks like I was trying to kill myself, but what actually happened was that when I was 17 and dating my then boyfriend (now husband), and I came home late, and I was trying to sneak in our back door, and it was a wood door with 3 glass pane windows in it. I was using my hip to push on the wood part of the door, and I had my hand resting on the glass. I didn’t know my dad had painted the door earlier that day, so it was stuck. I eventually pushed the door open, but my hand went through the glass. My mother comes running when she hears the glass breaks. I’m fine, I don’t feel anything at all. She turns on the light and there is blood EVERYWHERE!!!! I start screaming. I go to the hospital, but then I have to try to convince them I was NOT trying to commit suicide, I was just trying to sneak in after curfew, lol!!!