I think the title is pretty clear.
#121
I have a scar from a bite wound on the base knuckle of my pinky finger. It was a pet that bit me... a guinea pig. And that was the day I realized my Morgan piggie was deaf.
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#122
I have a small scar on my thumb from Legos. I was building a castle and one of the towers collapsed on my hand when I was putting something inside it. It bled like crazy too.
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#123
I have one on each heel. The left due to breaking class and the other getting out a car
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#124
curved 'harry potter scar' in the center of my forehead, sister threw her deodorant at me (I opened up a door she was leaning against and she didn't like it)
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#125
I have many, but my favorite is a 2cm on my thigh from stabbing myself with my new swiss army knife when I was about 8yo, whittling (small, but still there at 46). I had both blades open, alternating between the two (you know you've done it, too). The blade went well into my quad. Kids: always close one blade before you open another one, umm keh?
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#126
I have two scar on my feet because I was on my neighbors round monkey swing that was lower to the ground the I thought, and I tried to stoop myself and ended up ripping like 4 layers of skin though. That was almost a year ago and I still have two dark round circles from where my foot rubbed on the ground. Funny thing is it didn't hurt.
I also have tiny scars on that same foot from jumping off of sailboat at camp and scratching my foot cause I thought it was deeper.
I am now realizing that I am not very good with depth reception...
I also have tiny scars on that same foot from jumping off of sailboat at camp and scratching my foot cause I thought it was deeper.
I am now realizing that I am not very good with depth reception...
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#127
I have a scar in the middle of my left hand. I got it by getting my hand stuck in a bike tire.
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#128
I have a scar on my finger. When I was 3, I decided to try to pick up a weight and ended up dropping it on my left ring finger, it left the finger slightly deformed and you can clearly see the scar
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#129
I have a scar on the bottom of my foot from stopping on a nail. I got it when me and other kids we’re screwing around (mid 80s) and we were all told where exactly to stand with our noses against the fence or the house. Now me being the smart ass that I am I kept pointing to an area going “Here?” and getting pointed to a specific area with the response of, “No, here!” After a few times of this back and forth the adult comes offer, touches the fence, and says stick your nose right here. And knowing that my smart-assed-ness needs to stop, I step to where she is pointing and I ended up stepping (there was tall grass) right on a rusty-ass nail. 😱
*can you say tetanus shot?
*can you say tetanus shot?
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#130
This is so buried but here we go! I have a scar on my chin. When I was maybe eight years old, I was jumping backwards into a pool. Let’s just say that eventually I didn’t jump far enough, and swim time was over.
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#131
So when I was young (I think I was 14) we had a very nearsighted cat. He misjudged a jump from the window onto my bed, and I ended up with a 4 inch catscratch across my right deltoid.
For whatever reason that little scratch turned into a grarly raised scar that was with me for decades!
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#132
On my wrist, from when I was 5 playing pitch and catch with an empty glass 7-Up bottle on a concrete patio with my 4 year old brother. Yeah, we were badass. One was bad and the other an ass.
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#133
I have a very faint scar on my forearm. It's about 4 inches long and very thin. My long haired cat had fleas. She was a very sweet passive cat I could do anything with her. A long time ago we were told to use Sevin dust to kill fleas on our dog. I tried the Sevin dust on her. It didn't take long before her eyes started to ping pong in their sockets and she started to stumble. I snatched her up, stuck her in a tub and scrubbed all the Sevin dust off her skin. She wasn't a bath fan at any time, she became a bit savage and her back foot caught my arm. It was never a huge cut more like a scratch yet it remains a reminder some 30 plus years later. FYI she was fine (I took her to the vet right away and they didn't need to do anything) she remained easy going and never scratched me again, even if I may have deserved it.
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#134
I have a V-shaped one when I hit the back of my head. 8 stitches in two layers when I was 7.
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#135
On my chin. I was 10 and slipped trying to catch a frog in the bath on vacation.
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#136
I have a scar on my eyebrow. I dropped a 5lb dumbell on it when I was like 6. Yes, I still have both my eyes.
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#137
I have many scars with many different reasons.
-Below my lower lip I have a scar because my sister dropped me on a metal grate at her school when I was two. I don't remember but my mom said it was pretty horrifying and I needed stitches.
- I have a circular branded scar that looks like somebody took a cigarette on my arm but it's actually from when the bushes in front of my house caught fire and I rushed to put it out. The ashes melted my skin.
- My galbladder was removed, and the scars kind of look like stab wounds except the one under my belly button. The stitches popped on that one and after hours in the ER they decided not to stitch it again because the wound looked clean (I could look into the wound, deeply but okay) and now the scar left is like a second belly button.
- I have a circular moon on my forehead from when I bumped my head against iron knobs on monkey bars/jungle gym when I was like 8. It's right at the spot where Indians would put their marks/stickers so it's very visible. I think it's pretty cool looking. I remember when it happened that my head hurt but nothing alarming until everybody around me was getting upset and I felt something wet trickle down my face. It wasn't until my fingers came away red that I started crying.
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#138
I’ve got a couple scars and pretty much all of them are for dumb reasons. First scar I ever remembered getting, I was using a hot glue gun and it got jammed, so I kept pushing and eventually a huge drop of super hot glue fell on my leg. Now normally, the glue front he gun I was using isn’t hot enough to burn if I touch it, it just hurts a bit, so I just wait for it to dry and then peel it off. I waited a couple seconds and then wiped off this glue when I couldn’t take it anymore, had a burn scar there for years. It’s mostly gone away now though. Next dumb thing I did, I saw a video of someone carving the tips of colored pencils into sculptures, said “I can do that”, tried it late at night when I was tired, box cutter (because I didn’t have many Berger knives at that point) went straight into my bent left pointer finger. You know how when you bend your pointer finger, a little bit sticks up at the bottom knuckle? I pretty much cut that whole thing off, except that the flap was still attached. So now I have a flap of skin shaped scar. And then the most recent, which surprisingly wasn’t entirely my fault, is three scars on my left palm and wrist from a cat. I was holding her like a baby, upside down, which she isn’t a huge fan of but doesn’t usually mind too much, and then the dog looked at her wrong. She doesn’t like the dog. So now I have battle scars.
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#139
2 inch scar on my cheek from grinding a sword that i made once
various scars on my knuckles from stuff like punching a cement wall to see what would happen, hitting a gaga ball to close to the ground, accidently smacking a grinding wheel
scars on the inside and around my wrist from the first time i shaved my arms-
i have too many scars...
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#140
Maybe not really weird but we still laugh at how I got it. I have a small scar on my forehead. When I was little (6 or 8 maybe) whe went sleighing. We had this old wooden sleigh with a seat. We where to big for it and my father tried to take it off but the screws where very rusted and it wouldn't come off. So, I went on sleighing with it and my father with my little sister went on another sleigh behind me. We bump in together and I fell of the sleigh and the seat broke off and a point of the seat went straight to my head. My dad felt super bad ofcourse but they also laught because somehow I just always broke stuff. Like trying to hold a door and going straight trough the glass and stuff and falling of a bunk bed.
I also have an x scar, but I don't know how I got it.
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