Scars

*edit: posted by jack because sasha's computer was fiendishly manhandled*

I would love to give you a scientific definition, but all I know is cells regenerating and knitting the skin back together is what creates these fantastic thingies. Scars are awesome. They make you so much more individual, as a person, and always tell some sort of story. You could probably work your way across someone's entire body and learn so much about them from the scars they possess.
For example:
-A small line on my palm from jumping a fence at thinkFast.
-A little blotch interrupting the creases in my other hand from tripping over my own feet while playing soccer
-A line on the top of my hand from feeding a cow through a wire fence in Australia, and wrenching my hand back when it lunged at me
-Several small blotches on my other hand from trying to cut cheese with a bread knife
- a dark line on my hand from shutting the car door and having the corner of it scratch across my hand. The nerve still tingles if I press it!
- lots of little blotches around my ankle from scratching mosquito bites until I bled at summer camp in grade 8
AND
a dent (yes a dent) in my thigh from where I slammed into the side of the fort thingy in my backyard, while swinging on the rope swing. This happened in at least...grade 5.

What does this tell you about me? I am
-clumsy
-clumsy
-clumsy
-like cows

Fairly accurate I would say.