tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6825812.post1483003999411808871..comments2009-09-22T17:11:03.337-04:00Comments on The Lucky Lad: TWO SCARS I am not conscious of the scars, most o...Stephen Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18051885746335148507cupbearer@gmail.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6825812.post-63039989828437140572009-09-22T17:11:03.337-04:002009-09-22T17:11:03.337-04:00ah, yes, scars. Everyone's got one or two, and som...ah, yes, scars. Everyone&#39;s got one or two, and some have more. And they all have stories to tell. I have one on my right wrist from childhood, when some boy threw a piece of shale at at me. It cut right through the skin and left a wide scar. The boy was very sorry about it. It was a small group of boys throwing this shale at a the small group of girls I was with. I think it was more about &#39;flirting&#39; with girls, rather than malice. <br /><br />The thing is about scars is that, at the time, they hurt when the wound first appears. Later on, they stay to become part of you, a small history written on the skin.Acoustic Eaglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01642823686030014676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6825812.post-141546336540635182009-09-20T10:48:14.059-04:002009-09-20T10:48:14.059-04:00*snapping fingers in Bohemian applause**snapping fingers in Bohemian applause*Bettina Makley, aka Fairywebmother.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670912274183143252noreply@blogger.com