The Best of Times and the Worst of Times

I was an accident prone child. I've broken my arms seven times, and all before the age of 11. My best scar story is a scar in the middle of my forehead. I was bravely playing superman, flying from one bed to another across the room. Unfortunately, I must have experienced some dose of kryptonite because my flying fell short and my forehead slammed into the corner bed post. I walked out holding my bloody forehead ready to pass out. As a result I have a beautiful indent smack in the middle of my forehead witnessing to my bravery.