Scars? What scars?
Mar 05, 2020
2 minutes
Running down the middle of my forehead to my nose was a 4cm scar.
It was an angry, crimson colour, the skin red-raw.
‘I look terrifying!’ I gasped.
I dropped the mirror, not wanting to see my ravaged reflection.
‘It will calm down,’ the doctor reassured me.
But I was
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