scar on the top of my wrist from throwing bricks in the road as a child. Idk how the hell it ever happened...my friend was with me and he was like "dude your arm!" I looked down and started screaming and ran indoors where dad patched me up
scar on the back of my head from doing a backflip into an in-ground pool and cutting it too close to the edge
dad patched me up again...
scar on my knee from falling through the glass on a garage door while it was up. Was swatting bees in the garage attic and lost my footing. I was actually standing on the door, just kinda stepped on the um..glass area by accident..cut wasnt very deep, but deep enough to leave a light visible scar. Dad was pissed
scar on my left forearm and right under bicep where I ran through a glass door on accident after a baseball game. Funny story actually I was trying to play a CD on my new stereo dad got me recently. it was a 5 disk changer and somehow the CD fell off the disk wheel and the CD thing proceeded to jam my cd into the back. I ran out towards the garage as quick as I could (through the back laundry room). I kinda forgot about the glass door there until last minute, but stopping was like sliding on ice because I was in my socks and on a clean linoleum floor. Went right thru the glass door, arms straight out. 50 stitches on the bicep...i was actually pretty scared when this happened because I lost a lot of blood during the 40 minute drive to the hospital
scars on my wrists from cutting myself when I was depressed like a forgettard. glad i'm past that stage
another scar on the back of my head from some kid and I diving for the same ball in gym-class. we both ricochet off each other, he was sent into the bleachers but he weighed a bit more than me so I slid across the ground a good 4 feet and crashed into the brick wall backwards, head first. It was like 7 or 8 stitches but I was glad to get out of school for the day
3 scars - right above my manhood, a little below my belly button, and literally in my belly button hole. This is from having my appendix removed. Appendicitis - Worst loving. thing. ever. Somewhere around 2 hours from death when I finally got to the hospital. The morphine was the only good part
scar on every finger on my right hand from one time getting pissed and grabbing a knife and stabbing the counter-top as hard as I could. my hand slipped down the handle and CHINK right across the loving blade. Son of a bitch that one kinda hurt
scar on my eyebrow and nose. deep gash on the bridge of my nose actually. I should probably stop putting my body parts through glass objects
thats all the major ones I can remember that I got. i probably have smaller scars on my shins somewhere and on the bottoms of my feet too. the prettiest scar I have is the only one with color, my only tattoo (on my left forearm)
