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I have five scary disgusting looking scars on my foot. Two on the right, three on the left.
          
          They all came from one of my vacation. 
          
          I never liked vacation.  

(3) Normal Scar.
          
          I got it when I was frustrated. That day, I was moving back into my rented house. But the key to the main door has changed so I have to get a new one from the management office.
          
          I have a heads-up before moving day from the office. But sadly I forgot about it. The reason that I forgot about it is very complicated.
          
          The house I mentioned was a place to stay for my university years. I go back to home every break, and come back to the rented house every new semester starts. And my family would make it a vacation everytime I go home and come back to the house. And I never liked vacation. Because every vacation is stressful. 
          
          So to have that vacation, my family keep asking me when will I go back to the rented house. I hate that question, because it's a question to do the things I don't want to. So I asked them the same question to let them decide, because I don't want to discuss anything further regarding this vacation. 
          
          Every time this question comes into my mind it makes me want to run away. So yeah, I disregard the date to come back to the rented house, and didn't want to think much about it, hence I forgot about the new keys.
          
          I told my family that the keys changed, and I forgot about it. So we drove to the office to get the key. But it was a Sunday so the office is closed. 
          
          My family couldn't understand why I forgot about this, and I don't want to talk about how I forgot, cause I did mentioned many times how I never liked vacation, but they don't seem to understand. What's the point of keep talking?
          
          So I slammed the car door really hard out of frustration, it tears some my skin out, leaving a normal scar on the other side of my wrist. Small but there's blood bleeding, I can smell the scent. I wiped it on my shirt and let the wound dried. 
          
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          It's so funny. It's like you told yourself to let go, and you think you did, but it left scars that you actually still remember how terrible it feels. Like a slap to your face. 

(2) Ring Scar
          
          This one is quite interesting. The scar shaped like a ring, but very tiny, in the size of a droplet. I guess it's because the outer range of the oil droplet has more heat than the inner, so the inner skin healed, but not the outer, creating a 'ring' scar.
          
          The oil droplet fell on my wrist when I was cooking something for my roommate. It was very painful because it burns your skin with cooking temperature. But it happened very fast, so the burning just makes you inhale a bit louder for a few seconds. 
          
          It reminded I did things that I don't wanna do. I didn't want to cook that day. I was busy. But the expression she made after hearing my decision, I changed my mind. I don't know why. Probably because that expression is disappointment. I feel terrible that day, so as when I saw this 'ring'

Little story to share: I just realized every scar I have has a story. On my right hand, I have three scars. one on the back of my hand, two on the wrist, one near the wrist bone, one near the veins. 
          
          (1) Blood Clot
          
          The one on the back of my hand is a blood clot scar. It doesn't affect me to the extend that I need medical treatment. It's just adding colors to my hand, it looks like a small 'point form' shape grey, clotting near the blue veins. 
          
          You know what scars do. They remind you everytime how you got them. So everytime I laid my eyes on it, I was reminded that I was stabbed with a pen cap until the internal veins burst. The outer skin healed, but the clot remains.
          
          It didn't bleed, but I remembered I cried.
          
          I thought I have let go of this silly sibling fight, but seems like I'm not. I'm like a blood clot.