I have scars all over my arms & legs because I have genetically delicate skin but I rough housed all the time

The most visible is on the back of one hand where a moscovie duck scratched me

(if you've never met one they are an armored tank type of wood duck with claws)

Its kinda cool honestly because it looks like I one a hand to hand fight with a large cat

My favorite are a matching pair near my wrist that are from two separate incidents of spilling boiling water.

I was 4 when I got a scar along my spine because me and my sister were young and taking a bath and I stood up to get out and then she pushed me back into the faucet and I fell, raking my back along the metal of the faucet. My current worst scars are behind my ears from the masks because they were either too tight or too loss and the fabric tore at my skin constantly, so now I have a panic episode whenever I wear a mask.

Mine are silly XD, ok so I was about 6 maybe 7 this was a while ago don't really remember lol but anyways so my mom always fed the chickens by herself but she decided to let me help one day right. ( one hen and two roosters) So I'm walking to their little coop behind her and she opens the door to the chicken coop, I was excited because she told me I could throw some of the food, after a few handfuls she handed me the feed cup and told me to throw the rest to them. So I take the cup and am about to throw the feed when one of our roosters, (forgot his name but he was black with a til tail really pretty) as I was saying one of our roosters jumped up started flapping and somehow managed to reach my face, I got scared and dropped the food then he scratched my face, it was bleeding quite a bit, the scar runs from the very corner of my right eye to the bottom right of my chin. You can't really see it unless you come up to me but sense then I was tramatized by the roosters and refused to go near them lol. Second one really stupid, I was cutting up a stormwith some scissors and not paying attention, then my fingers slipped and instead of cutting the paper I cut my thumb open, not bad enough to need stitches or anything of course but it still hurt. Third one, I was making a head band and there were some fake flowers I wanted to glue to it, so my dumbass grabbed the hot glue gun and put a huge glop on the headband, and when I went to press the flower on it the glue seeped out from the sides causing me to burn my finger really bad, to this day the spot on my finger where the glue was is still white, like ligit white, my skin is more of a weird cream peach color but that little spot is white and really hard lol. last one, I was about maybe 8 or 9 and my mom took me to a park, I saw a merry go round where someone had to grab the side handles and run around then let go continueing to push the merry go round as you sat in the center holding the handles(sorry if this doesnt make sense I suck at explaining stuffXD) anyways the person pushing us got tired and left and the merry go round started to slow down, so I decided to push it myself while the merry go round was still spinning I jumped off grabbed the handles and started running, I had good luck at first but when I went to hop back on my foot got caught on something and I fell backwards hitting my head really hard and ending up with a deep cut on my ancle, I had to get a few stitches...

not really a bad scar but when i was like 5 i was taking a bath and i finished, and i had the oh so great idea to wrap my towel around my arms so my arms were pinned to my sides and then i ran out of the bathroom. Long story short i slipped and fell, and busted open my chin, 3 stitches later, i now have a scar on my chin...

I have two, both on my face!

When I was in preschool, there was a rule on the playground that you weren't allowed to push your friends while they were on a tricycle. Of course that's exactly what I was doing when another tricycle ran into me from behind, throwing me forward into the tires of the trike I was pushing. My cheek literally tore off of my face 😭 Docs glued it back because I was too afriad of stitches, and now I have a small scar next to my right eye. Preschooler rebellion backfired on that one.

My other scar happened when I was around 10 at a park with my babysitter. I'd taken off my shoes and babysitter told me it was time to leave. The shoes were underneath the big slide. I walked over there "like a princess" with my chin up, shoulders back, and eyes closed. I ran into one of the support beams under the slide, and a bolt hit me square in my forehead. Apparently I was bleeding a lot and when babysitter came looking for me she completely panicked (she was our 16 year old neighbor). Some stranger came and brought a ton of toilet paper from the public bathroom and apparently comforted babysitter saying "head wounds bleed a lot but she's fine, just hurt." Thank goodness he was there, he was right. I walked around with a giant bandaid on my forehead while it healed, and now I have a small scar on my forehead.

I was quite the child