I think the title is pretty clear.
#101
1. When I was six or so, I was chopping carrots and one chop cut off a tiny bit on the tip of my thumb. I wanted to keep the thumb bit, but my mom made me throw it away. 2. I was whittling and the knife slipped, cut through my pants and into my knee. Not very long but pretty deep.
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#102
I have a pair of scars just below my left knee. They are parallel to each other but swoop off in different directions. I got them when I was 8 years old and was playing tag in the back yard of a neighbors house. I ran through a gate that was falling off the fence in their back yard and got scraped by two nails that were jutting out.
A couple of years later, I got another scar on my back when I was helping my father take down the second story deck off the back of the house. I was holding the metal ladder while he was unbolting two of the three beams that supported the deck. When they came apart, the ladder got pushed back, my father fell on top of me and the 4x12 beam missed me by 2 inches. I know this because the nails that were sticking out of the beam scraped my back as it went whizzing by. I was luck to just get scraped up. My mother did not think so and banished me from further carpentry duties.
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#103
I have a scar in the middle of my forehead from when I was three and slid down a tiny indoor slide and landed on the brick thing the fireplace is on. It's not as visible now, but people used to ask me about it all the time, and I would always laugh when I retold the story. :)
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#104
I have a thick, long scar that's thin-skinned and smoother on my hip from a bad fall from my bike. It had rained that day and I was leaving a community centre to go home. The rear tired slid out too far as I was turning onto the road and I ended up sliding on the pavement. I got scrapped up on my legs, hip, elbow and the back of my hand. I have scars there, too, but my hip had it the worst. There's not much feeling in that spot. I can pinch the skin with my nails and not feel anything.
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#105
I have a small scar on my left mid side. My mother drugged me because I was “too uptight” and then told me about it while I was high and she had gotten me into a hot tub. I was 14 and moved in with my dad that night. This 2 inch scar came when she grabbed me to keep me from leaving the hot tub filled with her creepy friends to walk the 3 blocks to the phone booth (1985) and call my dad. I made the best decision of my life at 14. I would not be who I am now without that change. I would not have been who I fought against so hard for decades without her.
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#106
Both of my interesting scars were acquired on Nauru, where I was born. The first looks like a massive burn on the back of my left thigh. I was born with a strawberry mark on the back of my leg, and as a baby I was outside on grass mats, which irritated the birthmark to such a degree that meat ants were attracted to it. It became severely infected to such an extent that I was hospitalised, and there was concern that I would need amputation(which didn’t happen, thankfully). Also, when I was was a toddler I fell over the rail on the back step, onto a large, sharp clam shell (which was a garden ornament). More blood and pain ensued, and now I have a large ragged scar running along the back of my left forearm. My body tells stories, I guess. :-)
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#107
So this one time about 3 years ago, i was coming out of the washroom and somehow my hand got stuck between the doors and i yanked it out so now i have two oval shaped scars on two of my knuckles on my right hand.
The weird thing is that it was bleeding out and i didn’t notice until 20 minutes later when there was blood on my notebook.
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#108
I have 4 inch scar on my right ankle from jumping off my Grandpa's barn roof and landing on and breaking a glass milk bottle. We were playing "Cowboys and Indians". I was 5 or 6 years old and my co-Indians took me to doctor in little red wagon. It took 7 stitches back then and cost my Mom and Dad 6 eggs. Currently 67 so math is pretty easy!
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#109
I have a scar on my index finger where a parrot bit me. Must have been a vampiric bird, because it didn`t let me go but licked the blood off my finger!
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#110
Not a scar but I have a birthmark that looks like a baby chicken :D
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#111
I have light scars on my arms from my pet iguana
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#112
I have a scar on my forehead from running into a coffee table. I was REALLY excited to do a doc mcstuffins puzzle with my grandma 😂
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#113
I have a dime-shaped scar on my right calf from where my cousin bit me when he was three and I was five. I turn 72 next month!
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#114
Have a small white scar on the bridge of my nose. When my friend and I were little girls we had a tea party, and it was tons of fun... until her brother took the tea pot away from her and gave it to me. She picked up the serving tray and threw it at me. Next thing I knew I was in the hospital getting stitches. And this was back before cell phones, so an usher with a flashlight had to go into the movie theater where my parents were on a date and tell them I'd been injured. Weirdly enough we stayed friends for years after that, and only split up when I spent her birthday party reading in a corner. My glasses cover the scar now, and I hardly ever think of it.
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#115
A very long time ago when I was about 5yo I wanted to help my dad in the kitchen. He was making chips using this very old school press thing where you put a potato in and it gets squished into chips. I put my tiny hand right in front of his and he didn’t notice. So when he pushed the lever down hard (it took quite some force to squish the potato through), the tip of my thumb almost got cut off. The whole neighbourhood could hear me scream, there was blood everywhere. It left me with a pretty cool looking old school scar, a line with dots next to it, like you would draw it. He feels guilty about it till this day.
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#116
I have a two-inch-long scar on my stomach. Got it from climbing a pine tree when I was five. I was about twelve feet up, tripped, fell, tore part of my flesh open. I WEAR IT WITH PRIDE. DON'T MESS WITH PINE TREE GIRL.
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#117
I wouldn't call any of the them weird, it's the location. If a conversation gets around to scars and injuries, I say "I have scars on every part of my body"
Most people reply "EVERY part?", and maybe make a smile or raised eyebrow.
"Yes" I say, "EVERY part..."
Eyes lower and the conversation comes to an awkward end :'D
Most people reply "EVERY part?", and maybe make a smile or raised eyebrow.
"Yes" I say, "EVERY part..."
Eyes lower and the conversation comes to an awkward end :'D
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#118
I think I might have a scar (it’s still healing) form the time I was messing around with a friend of mine, and he like dropkicked me to the floor and sliced the back of my hand with a metal ruler. I would like to point out that it was an accident. But it bled like a lot and my teacher just brought mom a bleeding child and was like ahhh fix the child. Its very funny to look back on tho
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#119
I have a scar on my forehead from pulling a metal chair onto my head when I was 4. You can see it when I raise my eyebrows.
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#120
not me but a friend has a scar on her knee from crawling over a metal cookie cutter when she was younger
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