So, a scar I have and it's story...my most prominent scar I have is probably the one on my arm. When I was probably around 6, or 7 years old, I had bought this cheep plastic toy knife from the dollar store...well I got the brilliant idea that I could cut it in half, because it was hollow, and I would have two knives! Well, I was working on doing that, and having some trouble, when I decided I would use my moms pocket knife that she kept on her table. Well, I was using it to cut open my toy knife, when I sliped and cut open my arm. I had a gaping cut in my arm, probably big enough for a sliver dollar to fit in it.
I calmly went into the back yard where my mom and dad were working on our garden, and I showed mom. They rushed me to the emergency room and had three stitches put into it. Needless to say I was very careful from then on about playing with knives...
Day 29: Hopes, dreams and plans you have for the next 365 days.
Day 30: A motto or philosophy.