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Dawn Richter
San Marcos, Texas USA
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Although the scar is faded now, there is a funny story behind it. One hot day about 6 years ago, I was playing golf with my grandma when my mom called and told me to come home for supper. We finished the hole we were on, and while she checked on her plants, I took the cart back to the cart barn. (She is one of the head caretakers of the country club in our small town.) On the way there, I attempted to open my Gatorade bottle. When this happened, I wasn't watching where I was going, and I rammed into a small 2 foot wooden post. While nothing happened to the cart, my arm had whipped around, and due to the hot metal, was scraped and burned at the same time. It was gross. Fortunately, I managed to fix the post before my grandmother saw what had happened. I was lucky - that time.
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