Scars

One of my fave songs is Scars by Papa Roach. I love the line "the scars remind us that the past is real". Indeed it is.

Whenever I look at my scars I remember how did I get it in the first place. There's this "I slipped in the rock in the sea" scar, "I was pushed by my sister" scar, and the "play" scar, the "mishandled knife" scar... And of all my scars, I have a favorite. It's small to be noticed, it blends well with the rest of my skin. But me owning and knowing my body, I can easily recognize it. It's the scar I had when I was tugging the marker away from my best bud. Silly fight. HAHA! And I know I have scarred him too, but on a different instance and a different story. HAHA! :P