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When sliding down a deep white powered snow covered hill, my friends and I took turns on an old Cadillac hub-cap we happened to find on the side of the road. My buddy Carl started first and slide almost the length of a football field--his body turning completely around while hurtling down the slope. When he passed us down below, we each grabbed the hubcap and trudged up the hill to take our turn. Five went before me. I was the largest (fattest) of the group, so I launched myself down the hill. It was exilirating! It was fast, and it was cold! As I was about to reach the end of the path, I veered off the slick surface of the path my friends had made in the snow. I flew over a dead cow buried in the snow, landed on some garbage bags left by someone and tumble head over heels into a ditch. When I landed, I felt something warm running down my knee. I looked down to find my jeans had been ripped open and a flap of the skin of my knee was open and bleeding badly. I pushed the skin over and hobbled over to the group with the dented hub cap. They looked at my knee and almost threw up. It was gross! One friend, Emery, said, "Dude, you're gonna die!" Joseph, replied, "No, those doctors and the IHS are going to saw off your leg, and then you're gonna die!' Marley, the only girl in the group looked at my knee and some for me to follow her to her grandmother's house and she'd know what to do. I did that hoping I wouldn't die or lose a leg. Marley, her granny, and I went to the hospital. There, they stiched me up and badaged my knee. I went home on crutches and tons of guaze and antibiotics. I had a good day. I always liked Marley-she was cute and was probably a teen crush. She was impressed that I didn't even cry--even when the nurses cleaned my knee and the doctors sewed me up.

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When I was playing with my cat a few months ago in the living room, my cat got a little out of hand and scratched my arm. My arm now has a long scratch which my cat has made. Every now and then he tries to play but I just don't wanna get hurt again because it loves to play rough.

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When me and my cousins were playing tag one day, I fell down on some glass. The glass left a big cut on the side of my knee. I went to the hospital to get it looked at and then I ended up getting stitches, and now theirs an ugly scar on my knee.

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When I was playing basketball over the summer, I got scratched just above my knee. It was our second game of the day we were playing I believe Thatcher. The girl had long acrylics on so it left a good long mark afterwards. I got called out of the game because I was bleeding and it was going down my leg. I didn't believe it was that bad also because I didn't feel anything while playing. But I did have to go to Safford hospital to get stitches. I missed our 3rd&4th game, against Miami and Lordsburg. Also the girl couldn't play unless she removed her acrylic nails.

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When I was a toddler I was sitting by the hot stove minding my own business, as usual, as I later heard yelling and fighting. My uncle was fighting his friend that was in the house for some reason but I chose to stay there since they were in the living room. This was back when I lived in Cibique so this was an uncommon thing that happened. As I was sitting there I heard one of them shove the other to where I was at and I was shoved and pushed to the hot stove. Then that's when my other uncle, who's older, came and got me cus I was crying then told me to just go to the room and stay there till my mom comes home from her work. I think, then I think the ambulance came later to see if I was hurt, I obviously was though. So that's how I got this burnt mark or scar on my stomach, though I always thought that it was a birthmark or something until my mom finally told me when I was 12 on how I got that scar.
I kinda forgot how the full story went so I maybe got some things wrong with this story but oh well. It happened when I was a toddler so yea. It's suprisingly still there but it did get a bit smaller.

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While playing catch with my brothers one evening ,I was chasing after the ball and as I was doing so I wasn't looking to see what was in front of me therefore i ran into a picnic table which caused me to get a huge scar on my leg.

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While in middle school I was a reckless and annoyingly over confident kid, striving at every moment to meet any goal I had set the previous weeks. During one week towards the end of the school year of 2017 Me and a couple friends were gathering by the gym during track practice. Our track was being renovated at the time and we had to run on the old concrete track we ran for 3 hours during this practice.... Not done.

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While i was holding an old beer bottle i hit the bottom against the ground ,and i guess there was a rock right there so it ended up shattering in my hand, slicing into my middle finger,ring finger, and stabbing into the side of my thumb.

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While i was playing around in an abandoned car, a broken piece of glass hanging from the windshield cut my arm as i was climbing out and now i have a scar the size of a dollar coin.

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While I was watching my brother and cousin ride their bikes, I decided to ask my brother to teach me to ride. After I convinced him, he took me to a hill, because he said my other brothers taught him there. Once we got there, he held the bike for me to get on, and he was telling me how to peddle, where the brake was and how to turn. He asked if I was ready, I nodded my head and he gave me a push. As I was riding, I was doing good but I forgot how to brake so I used my foot to stop and that's when I fell into a nearby sticker bush. I had scrapes on my knee and a huge cut, afterwards he took me home and cleaned my cuts.

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My "scar" story was at my older brother's baseball game. I was maybe 9 or 10 when this happened to me , but there was a batting cage on the side and kids would play in that area.  I was there with a lot of kids and some teenagers. The teenagers started to play baseball in that small area with a lot of little kids. I kinda don't remember this part a bit because it's foggy in my memory, but I was playing around with the little kids and out of nowhere this  girl hit me with a baseball bat really hard on my chin. Like she fully swung at me and I was bleeding everywhere. I remember everyone freaking out and I was screaming and crying, bleeding out. And the girl who hit me just ran away. My mom heard me crying and rushed to the hospital and they had to glue it down or something. The doctor told me I could either get stitches or glue it down, but I didn't know what stitches were and it sounded scary to me so I just shook my head no. I couldn't talk for a while and I have a scar on my chin now. I'm scared of baseball games and bats now. The worst part while growing up was that my family was a fan of baseball, so I would be scared about going to games.

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Since i was a little kid I have had this scar on my right calf muscle. I got it while i was playing in the yard. We were playing hide and seek, I had nowhere to hide until i found a certain spot. I saw the seeker coming and i forgot to mention this was at night. So as i was running to a new spot i didn't happen to see the barbed wire and it cut my leg pretty deep and wide. It bled pretty good for about 10-15 minutes. I just walked it off and when it stopped bleeding i went inside to clean off the blood and ask for some band-aids and went right back to playing around again.

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I got this scar on my knee when I was little. I was with my little brother and my little sister and we were playing around at my older sisters dance in the back of the camp in the wash, my little brother pushed me and i fell on some glass.

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When I was playing with my cousins at a park. We were running around playing tag. I was running on the side of the park where there used to be trees. The trees got cut down so I tried to run over one and the branch was chopped off and sticking up. So I hit my foot on it and got a cut on top and that's when i went back home and cleaned it. So i have a scar there and I'll always have a vivid memory of that day...

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when i was a kid, i made home made bombs and molotovs with my friends and we blew up a car we found in the back of point of pine and parts of the car flew and hit my arm and my friends got hit with sum glass. When i went home my whole arm was soaked with blood, now theres a big circle scar on my arm now.

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When I was younger my family planned to go into town one evening, as we were getting ready to leave everyone was in the car already and we were backing out the driveway when my dad suddenly remembered he left the water hose on outside. I was the closest to the car door so I jumped out and sprint to the back to turn off the water. While I was running back, I jumped over a bike and I hit the training wheel on my ankle. I got back up and booked it to the car and bled out in the back while everyone laughed about me falling after I told them I was bleeding.

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I have a scar on my knee, it was from a window. One day my brothers where trying put something through a window, it was somewhat heavy i was beside my brother watching and he couldn't get whatever it was up. He used the window to support his weight to lift it.The window broke and and went over the place and everyone was okay, moments later I felt something wet and warm on my knee. There was a big shard of glass in my knee.

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When I was younger I used to live with my grandma at her house. I remember I was really sick for like a good while and one late night i went to the bathroom you know to go throw up or something but i slipped and fell and hit the side of my head on the bath tub. That's how i got my scar on the side of my face. If I really think about it i literally could've lost my right eye.

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When I was about 12 years old me and my brother were chasing each other around the house my brother was getting mad bc he couldn't catch me and so i started laughing because he couldn't catch me and so I ran to my mom's car and when I ran towards the car I hit my head on the door and I had cut open my eyebrow so i went to the hospital and they cleaned and stitched it up and when it was done healing it became a scar

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When I was riding my skateboard I fell off and cut my knee open now there is a big cut on my knee

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when i got a cut on my arm.so i was crying because alot blood all everywhere .

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when i got cut by a glass cup because my brother told my mom that i was bleeding on my knee was small cut so i fall over the floor a glass cup cut my arm as a big cut on it so i started crying cause it was hurting i
there was my blood on a glass cup when me and brother went to the kitchen we were talking something so the floor was wet my dad said the floor is wet so i fall on a glass i was bleeding on my leg.

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When I was just sitting there chilling, my cat jumped on me and scratched me. The cat named "baby" thought I was trying to play when I was fixing my hair, so she jumped onto my head and scratched me. I had forgave baby since that incident, and now we're best friends.

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When I was younger, me and my brother Isaiah were riding around for miles on our bike. I had the grand idea to steal the backpack my brother was wearing, my brother took off hauling it, chasing me down the street. When i was finally near my house I wiped out, I slid for nearly 11 feet on both of my wrists. I came to the realization that something didn't feel right, whilst my brother and my dad were laughing at me, I was in pain. When I had the courage to tell my dad something was wrong, I tried to tough it out because I'm supposed to be a man one day, he told me to be quiet and told me to go to sleep. The next day I decided to ask my dad to take me to the hospital, we came to find out that my wrist was fractured kinda bad, I was in a cast for a month. My dad apologized then right after that he called me stupid and dumb for doing something like that.(The picture is what made me crash, I'm not overly fond of gravel now.)

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I got a lot of scar on my knees from when i was younger, i was very naughty i was always running around with my brothers and play fighting with them and just doing boys stuff wen i was small so i got a lot o scars from those times.

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when i was younger there was a dog at the plug house and I was trying to score something not appropriate and there were 3 dogs around me that seemed friendly until i turned my back from them and one sneaked behind me and bit my hand then i chopped its head and it ran off bleeding and crying. PS All ways carry a weapon when around rez dogs.

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Since I don't think I have "Scars", I have Acne Scars if that counts ? I have acne scars from picking at my pimples and popping them, I really wished I didn't bother them.

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when i was a little kid, me and my cousins were playing hide n seek at night, and i was running and i fell over a stump and i broke my toe.

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My Scar story, it was at my parents softball game in 7 mile, I was like 11 or 12, but i was playing at the playground with my cousin, so we were playing tag, then I fell on a sharp bar, i scrap on my leg it was a big one so, I didn't feel it at first. But when I looked at it, I seen the fat and my flesh was open up so i didn't know what to do i went back to my parents and showed them and they were scared because they didn't know what to do so they took me to the hospital i had to get stitches inside of my skin and outside of it i was a scary experience.

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When I was younger, my cousins and I were playing tag at our grandparents house. While running off into the backyard I didn't see my cousin running in the opposite direction of me, as soon as we ran into each other I tumbled over. Which led me to fall over a pile of wood my grandpa had out, not realizing I had cut my leg my cousin pointed out that blood was running down my leg. After noticing my cut I made sure to go inside to clean it well and bandage it, now I have a medium sized scar on the side of my leg.

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when i was still a little naughty guy me and my cousin were running around at the river ar first we were busting king cobra bottles and then some other kids from down the road who didn't like us were boming us out with rocks and we started running and i tripped in the river sand and i landed on a busted king cobra bottle now i have a rice grain sized scar on my hands from the good ole days.

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When I was blacked out drunk, I tried playing a game of skate with my friends which didn't end well. I fell straight to my head which broke my glasses, cut my head open and gave myself a concussion. I had to go to the hospital because of my concussion.

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While I was playing tag and jumping around with my cousin in a little dump area when I was a little kid, I tripped and fell down. I looked at my leg and saw a piece of glass partway in my skin. I proceeded to sit there for a bit while my cousin was playing before I decided to pull it out. I don't remember any of the pain but I recall it hurting and thinking putting dirt all over it would make it feel better.

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The only one I can remember getting is on my arm. You can't really see it anymore which is good. I think i was like 15 or 16, I was trying to get something out of the oven and burned my arm. I have one above my elbow and you can't really see it either. I got it during a football game. I was a linebacker and the ball was thrown towards my direction and when i went for the guy that caught it, I slipped and scraped arm. San Tan Charter grass sucked.

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While i was sitting in the living room watching TV, my older sister was in the kitchen melting crayons on the stove, and when she was done she took the pot off the stove walked into the living room where I was she took some of the wax and rubbed some of it on my arm and now i got a one inch scar on my arm.

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My gnarly scar is on my right knee. It's pretty recent, well to me it is. I got this scar from slipping in my bathroom. It was Easter of 2021, my family and I were getting ready to go to our annual Easter brunch. My dad went to town to get some last minute ingredients, while my mom was preparing a dish. I was in my bathroom when I fell, I didn't think anything of it and, with embarrassment, got up. When I got up, my leg felt like jelly. My knee buckled and down I went, again. This time, I knew something was not right. I fell in a weird position where my leg was twisted up, almost like a pretzel. In pain, I sat on my bathroom floor. After a few minutes, that felt like an eternity, I finally gained enough strength to get up, it was hard and painful, but I did it. I limped to my mom and bursted into tears of pain. By that time my dad had just gotten home. We got our things and headed to the ER. When we got there they had told us it was a sprain and if the pain stayed after a week to come back. After a week of pain and waiting, we went back to the hospital and scheduled an appointment with orthopedics. I had an MRI, we got the results back the same day. They said I tore my ACL, MCL, lateral meniscus, other ligaments, and even cracked the tip of my femur. We set a date for surgery in June.  The events of that day were hazy due to the anesthesia, but I vividly remember my nurse trying to get me to “crack some jokes” while the sedative kicked in. When I woke up in recovery, I thought I had just taken a nap and was still waiting to be operated on. The days after my surgery were hard, I had to depend on others around me for EVERYTHING. I couldn’t walk for 8 weeks, that's two months! I was using crutches. After a week, I was finally able to change my bandages, and that’s when I saw it. My life long scar.

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A few years ago I was standing on a pile of furniture, part of it broke so I fell through a piece and it cut near my ankle. It was a big gash/scrape so it was bleeding a lot but I didn't tell anyone or ask for help, I just cleaned and bandaged it myself. Now the scar looks like a shape of a wing, looks weird

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My scar... I was in house looking and searching around for anything I could find and as i was searching in the attic and a sharp peice of wood cut me on my leg and then in the distance was a chest with a golden scar in it.

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I was running around with my brother and i fell off a hill. I tumbled say about most of the way down then I hit some rocks. A couple of them rolled on me nothing too bad just mostly bruises and a couple cuts but a bottle cap sized scar is on my knee. surprisingly most of it healed pretty quickly but its just that scar left. It's pretty funny if you think about it, Consequently that's what you get for playing too close to the edge of the hill.