Hai! I wanted to ask a few questions about any scars you guys have? You don't have to answer them, I'm just curious because I was looking at my scar and was like, "Huh. These are cool. What about the people of Voat?". I'll answer every question I propose. :))
●How many scars do you have? "Three"
●How did you get the scar(s)? "Well, the main scar, I got when I was two. I was rocking on a little chaor (that WASN'T a rocking chair) and fell and smashed into a glass milk bottle. The second one was when they had to operate on the first scar that is just above it. And the third one is from my baby cousin. As I tried to put her to bed on holiday, she dug her nails into my hand and broke her nail in my hand and it stay there."
●How big are those scars and where are they (pictures?)? "Well, scar number one, is 12cm (4.72 inches), I think and it's just above my kneecap. Then scar number two is about 1cm (0.39 inches) and is above that scar on my inner thigh. And the final one is about 3mm on the back of my hand. Sorry about the picture, it's really faint!"
●Do you like your scars? "I LOVE my scars so much! I am proud of them. Someone once said to me why I don't hid them or how I can go out with them on me and I told them that I earned my stripes and and love my battle wounds. They are awesome! I told my younger cousin that my big one was a shark bite, and my whole family is in on the joke. So yeah, I love them so much!"
So yeah, these are my scars and I hope you answer my questions, or just enjoyed reading mine. :))
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[–] setitimer 0 points 1 point 1 point (+1|-0) ago (edited ago)
I have a faint one between my eyebrows from when I was knocked unconscious by a swing in a park. When I was about 13, the city park in the little town where I grew up installed some new-fangled playground equipment, including this one really ill-advised swing that rotated around in a circle and lifted the riders through centrifugal force1. One day, as I was walking past the swing, someone on the other side swung one of the seats really hard, causing its counterpart to loop around and hit me in the face. The seats were these heavy hard-rubber things. I don't remember the actual hit, just getting up and noticing that one of the lenses on my glasses was filled with blood.
It's a vertical scar about 1/2 inch long. Not really visible any more due to frown lines, but I know it's there.
1 - yes I am aware this is not a real thing, but it's easier than saying "The reaction force to the centripetal force."