I got the scar on my forehead when I was in 5th grade. I was playing football with some older kids (8th, 9th graders) and one of them pushed me into an old chain link fence. I didn't feel anything but when I turned around my friends were horrified. The fence ripped my forehead open. I went to a walk-in and when the doctor suggested I get stitches, I was adamantly against it... 20 years later, I regret not getting stitches very much as I've had a scar in the middle of my forehead for most of my life...