Scars

When I was little, about 4 or 5, my Mum asked me to put the milk bottles outside the back step. I was a clumsy child and as I was stepping across the threshold, she spoke to me. I turned my head to look at her, but continued walking. I missed my footing and landed with both hands palm down underneath me, on top of the bottles. I don't remember any pain, but there seemed to be a lot of blood. Luckily, this little scar on my palm is the only lasting damage...

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