Any good stories on how you got a scar?

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Answer 1

I had a nose job, is it visible from up there?

Answer 2

When I was 4 I went in the neighbors yard and was tippy toeing to look in their birdbath. The top of it toppled onto my head, luckily my older brother was there to pull it off. But I have a Frankenstein scar on my forehead.

I also have a barely noticeable crescent moon scar on the end of my nose from the barrel of a toy rifle. Most of my scars involve my brother in some way.

Another scar on my leg from the exhaust pipe of a 4 wheeler.
A scar on my shin from a bunk bed.
I think the worst scars are on my wrist though. Looks like I made a suicide attempt but I actually just stuck it through a window trying to raise it.
The top of my big toe has a series of scars from barnacles while on a trip to the beach.
One on the bottom of my foot from a broken jelly jar, and a few that I have no idea how I got.

Answer 3

On my right knee, when I was about six I was watching my uncle soldering his radio, I didn't notice the soldering iron is right next to me, I bumped the table and it fell down on my right knee burning my skin and tearing up a muscle.
On my hands, scars from getting cuts and burns when I used to be a cook.
On my back I have a third degree burn from my brother when he shoots fireworks at me when we were about seven or eight years old.
On my right thigh I stabbed my self with an umbrella that has a mettal tip, damn the blood!!!
On my back I had a 8 inch scar from a spinal surgery, I was hit by a car and it broke my spine. The doctor was surprise and happy after the surgery that I can walk again.
On my right leg, the bottom of my feet I have a three inch scar when I stepped on a 6 inch nails that went trough my right foot.
On my left foot behind my ankle, I have a scar that was cause by a broken glass.
There's a scar from my polio vacination on my right arm.
But what worst scar I ever had was when my first boyfriend died right next to me in his bedroom from cancer.

Answer 4

On the back of my right forearm, there is a nasty little scar I received in Brazil. I was working there for a few weeks and got my crush a really nice gift before I left can came home. A really nice aged sheet of leather with a map of the country burned onto it. Really nice. As it turns out, the shop I purchased it from is a scam for tourists. You buy something nice, you go outside and someone robs you and runs off. Next day, what you got and just lost is on the shelf waiting for another sucker to come in and buy it. I had a HUGE crush on this girl I got it for and wanted her to have something really nice. So I decided this guy is in big trouble. I chased him. After a few minutes of running after him, I caught up with him. He stopped and turned around. Pulled out a knife and slashed at me. He got my arm, dropped the gift and ran off. Brazilian doctors are not the greatest and sanitary conditions are pretty bad. The scar is pretty big and dark but the cut did heal by the time I came home. My lady did get her gift and she did love it. It was worth it.

Answer 5

Once when i was little my brother was going up the down escalator and i wanted to try to so i was going up it too and i tripped and bumped my knee on the sharp part. Also in the sixth grade i was late to class so i started running but i tripped on the shoulder strap of my soccer bag and i fell face first and practically skidded i was so embarrassed but luckily since i was late not many people saw me and i ended up with a scar on my knee right next to my other scar.

Answer 6

I have a small scar along my chin line. It used to be just below my eye. When I was 2, I found a razor blade. My mother screamed, she scared me and I jumped...slashing my face. I don't remember it happening though.

I also have a chicken pox scar on my thigh that's in the shape of a heart. And a freckle on my back in the shape of a heart too...LOL

Answer 7

When I was 11, I started cutting myself because I was so angry and depressed all the time (with my parents you would of been too). When I was 14, my first puppy love broke up with me and I sliced my arm open with a brand new razor blade. I had to get 7 stitches. After 5 years of therapy, I finally stopped when I was 18. Try to understand before judging something you know nothing about.

Answer 8

..which scar? I have many....mostly all becaue i'm a clutz or was at the wrong place at the wrong time. But my favorite scar...is the one right below my belly..it's about 3 inches long. When i was born, my intestine was attached to my belly...the dr's had to go ahead and surgically make me a belly button! =D I like to tell people i have a home made belly button.... bc that's something no one else has!

Answer 9

The scar is in my heart and the story has and could never been told.

Forbidden love

Answer 10

I used to live in a really ghetto neighborhood, one night one of my neighbors (who was the mother of one of my best friends) had the cops come to her house, they were trying to do a raid. My whole family went outside and were trying to get a better look at what was going on. I had the brilliant idea to turn over this huge old flower pot that we had and stand on it. So I'm straining to get a good look at what's going on when the bottom of the flower pot caves in (the bottom was made of wood and was really old)!! I fell through it, scratching both of my shins horribly bad. I was in junior lifeguarding at the time and when I was able to go in again the main cutest lifeguard looked at me and was like "Damn!! Did you get in a fight with a tiger?" It was horrible! Luckily most of the scratches went away, but there's still a scar on one of my shins to always remind to not be so nosy!

Answer 11

i was maybe 10, playing hide & seek in our neighbors place. they had a L-shaped kitchen that we used 2 hide in if we didnt find a good place in time. the neighbor kid was counting to 10 & my last hope was the kitchen so i ran so fast i slid on a small rug in front of the oven & slid straight into it. my knee got a pretty bad cut form the oven bottom's sharp edge. i still have the scar on my right knee.