Hmm. Scar on head from hockey stick. Scar next to that from the bastard thing healing over butterfly stitches so I had to rip my freaking skin off. Small scar on left eyebrow from when I knocked myself out on my bedside table once. Small scar on back of right hand from when a child fell on my hand and somehow managed to dig a chunk of out it with a wall. Those are the only scars I have.

Which is surprising. When I was three, I put a fishing hook through my own finger. Again, whilst 3, I went down a hill on my tricycle and facegrinded the gravel road: had gravel all up in my face, gums and lips! Also, whilst drunk once, I managed to tear up my left arm something awful. But I have no visible scarring for any of these. Though the memories still hurt. Weird.