I got another story abt injuries, when I was 8 tho.

My dad, brother, and me were waiting for our mom to come out of work. We were heading to our favorite bakery, and me and my brother had to race (siblings ofc). This led to me jumping on a wall to beat him, slipping off, throwing me on the floor sliding (using my hand to cushion the fall), leaving a pebble stuck in my hand. I was crying so hard cause it was through the skin.

The scar is still there with all the skin bunched up around it.