One trailing lengthways up my right forearm from my wrist. I remember how I got it - I was kicking a football around my garden and it went into a hedge. I thrust my arm into the hedge to try and get it out and tore the skin open. I must have only been about seven because I've had it well over ten years, although it is far less noticeable these days.
One on my left hip. This is actually a pretty amusing story. In school when I was about...can't have been older then seven, I think it was about six...the class took classroom chairs outside to sit in the yard for reasons I forget. We were carrying them back in, and the teacher told us not to run with them. Of course, me being me I just ran anyway, and ended up falling over and gashing an area of my hip really badly. A girl I didn't like was nearby when I fell over, so in order to avoid trouble I told the teacher she pushed be and she got in big trouble because of it. The scar is still there, but I have difficulty locating it because it has blended in with the skin so much.
I third on my left forearm, just beneath and to the side of my elbow. Got it when I fell off a bike when I was 14. Word of advice - when riding down a rocky mountain path full of large loose stones,
don't speed up, slow down. When I hit the rock that send my flying, I actually half-thought I
was flying for a few seconds. Also had a scar just beneath my right shoulder on my upper arm from this accident, although a tattoo now covers it almost completely.
A fourth, very recent, on my left cheek. Got it when I had a cyst removed from there two weeks ago. It actually looks pretty cool.
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