How I Got These Scars

Cats are mostly known for being lazy and inactive, but my cat, Boots, is the opposite of those assumptions. On my eighth birthday, my parents decided to get me a rescue kitten from our family friends. We decided to name him Boots. Ever since then, Boots has never failed to make a scene. From eating a whole raw steak off the counter, to attacking every guest we have, Boots is far from the stere...

When going through life, you are most likely going to face a scary situation. That situation could lead to be traumatic and leave you with scars. It may feel like life or death but in reality, it is just something minor. Being 13 years old, I never knew that I was ever going to need emergency surgery within hours of getting back from vacation. In spring break of my seventh grade year, my family and I went t...

I have two scars. One of them is on my left pointer toe and the other one is on the back of my head. My first scar happened when I was about three or four years old. I was running barefoot outside and there were sharp objects. I got a huge cut on my left foot. I remember crying a lot because of how painful it was. The sole of my foot was really bad and my pointer toe was too. The sole healed per...

I broke my nose in 2012. I had been playing baseball for four years, with no serious injuries. That quickly changed when I went to one of my practices. We started the practice like normal, doing some running and fundamental drills. We then headed to the infield. We executed drills where ground balls were hit to the shortstop, and they would throw to the first baseman. I was put on first base, which was...

When I was just two years old I was at my grandma's house with my dad, aunt, and grandma waiting for my mother to get back from work. I was at the age where I could walk, but my legs were too short to move quickly. Like any other kid, I was very ticklish and my family loved to play around and chase me, trying to tickle me, as I laughed and ran away.  One day, while we were at my grandma’s, my...

When I was in eighth grade at Northside Middle School, I ran hurdles on the track team. I had started running hurdles in seventh grade, but I definitely was not a superstar. I ran with three or four other girls because a lot of people were terrified of hurdles, which is justifiable. The lack of numbers meant that sometimes I had to run varsity because my coach did not care much about how we were fee...

My freshman year of school, around the middle of May, I was coming home from school. At the time my family and I lived out by Highway 46 so we had to drive over the bridge that leads out of town. The next thing I knew, our truck was spinning across the bridge and hit the other side.  As we were crossing the bridge, a silver SUV decided to try and switch lanes at the last minute. The driver of ...