Do you have any scars?

I have one in the inner part of my arm(my grandma left the iron standing on the table and my fat ass was mad hungry so when reaching for a mango I titled my arm against the iron and burned my skin), one on my kneecap(I was in the 5th grade and I was running through the inner pavilion and I fell against a low sand box and ripped out a whole chunk of skin) that's about it.

I have one from appendicitis when I was like 6 or 7. They used glue instead of stitches, so it doesn't look so bad. I have another on my left earlobe from when the convenience store I was working at got robbed, and this dude hit me with the butt of his gun. The 2nd one sounds pretty bad, but I'm over it now, although I don't see myself working at a convenience store any time soon.

i got a scar on my left shoulder from my mom accidentally dropping soup on me and a little scar on my thumb where i cut myself with a chef boyardi lid and had to play the saxophone shortly afterward lol and the many countless scars from work and pets ;w;

Scars from pubertys favorite nuance, acne, scar on my left thigh from where my brother threw a fork perfectly and it stabbed into me(Mildly funny story with that.), scar on my left knee from fall on a cinder block, scar beside my left eye from falling on a metal bed frame when I was little, scar on near my lip from falling and hitting my lip on a table as an infant, scar on my inner right thigh from slicing it open on a staple in a cardboard box as an infant, scar on my foot from having it cut open to extract a needle (Again, mildly funny story for that.), scar on my left hand from stabbing a pair of scissors into it, scar on my left index finger from... I'm not sure.... Etc. Point being, I have quite a few scars and each one has a story to tell. Funny how the emotional parts of life can mimic that, too. Sooooo many scars there, more than I'd ever care to say, but that's everyone.

a few on my hands and one under my eye.. one of the ones on my hand is from a knife and the one on my eye is from fighting a wild bear! ..jk.. was from a bad car accident but the former sounds cooler. x3

Knuckles, Elbows, Kneecaps, Shins, and one small stab wound on my left palm. My father use to say that you could tell a bullshitter from a fighter from the scars on their knuckles. Growing up practicing mixed martial arts; you get a few, and besides always grew up in the poor neighborhood and always had unsavory relatives, or acquaintances. Oddly, I have no combat or injury scars on my face; father taught me to have proper guard and to keep myself from not getting my face looking like rocky balboa, except say for a skull crack wound on my top right hairline - from falling off my bike on a gravel road as a kid. Although I kinda feel like a failure at those points since my father always worked hard to keep me out of that lifestyle as a kid, Though as an adult I say it made me a much more resilient and smarter person.