Thursday, September 26, 2013

Scars are Tattoos with Better Stories ;D

                  The event I would change that happened in my life previously would be not sliding into home to score another point. This is because I have a huge scar on my ankle left from the catcher who slid her cleat against my ankle. The good thing was I got the point :) . Anyways my grandma always says "It looks like you got into a fight and someone bit a chunk out of your ankle." My dad says it looks like I have a gun shot wound. This effects me because when ever I meet someone new and they notice it they poke at it and ask " Does it hurt?" or "What happened?". Since my grandma yells about me having the scar, I always cover it up when I am around her. She complains because she is a girly girl and she has not accepted the fact that I am not afraid to get dirty. Honestly I do not care about my scars, unless they are on my face. I am so use to my scars I never notice them anymore. If I did not have this scar my grandma would not have to waste her breath telling me about it because she knows I am not paying attention to her. I mean it is on my leg, I wash it everyday I do not know how I could miss it. If I did not have this scar my ankle it might of looked like my other one. I would not hear people in my family telling me I have torn up legs. If I did not have this scar it would effect my family because they would never have to see it again. Sorry every thing I have posted so far is about softball xD .

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