I stand stark naked in front of a mirror while tracing with my fingers the scars that have accumulated in my body for 23 years.
The most visible and I think the ugliest is the one I have on my left knee. I got it from running around trying to catch up with my elementary classmates because they took my shoes with them. When I was in elementary, I always removed my shoes when playing so I played jackstones, limbo rack, or Chinese garter in my socks or sometimes, I would remove those too. It was easier to play without them. I think I tripped on something or I tripped on my own feet but I fell in the parking lot and the road there wasn't very smooth. What makes the scar ugly is the pores where body hair was supposed to grow got damaged so you can see the small dark circles inside a big circle, the whole of the scar.
I also have a scar on the inner side of right thigh. My cousins and I were climbing one side of our bathroom that was still on its way of getting done. We wanted to make fun of one of our cousins who was taking a bath then. The hollow block I was holding on to wasn't fastened properly yet and it was too late when I realized it was being rooted off by its position. I tried to look for something else to hold on to but I couldn't find one so I ended up falling on the floor together with the hollow block which fell on my right thigh. Good thing it didn't fall on my face. The bad thing was my mother really scolded me.
The last one I have is on left thigh. This time on the outer side. I got it from a minor surgical operation. I had a sebaceous cyst there before. It took three or four years before my parents were able to bring me to a general surgeon for consultation and eventually schedule me for the operation. All they gave me was local anesthesia. And the incision was very small though the end result was keloidal. I think there really are people that gets keloids with their wounds. I'm probably one of them.
These scars, they are nothing compared to what you left.