1- I think I was probably 4 when I stole an uncooked piece of fish from a dish my mom was about to make and ran outside so I could smell the fresh meat and embrace it. But a few steps into the garden my dog was chasing me and I hit some concrete slab and fell while my dog stole my fish and I ended up with a huge wound on my knee. That scar on my knee was there for a long ass time but the scar on my heart was eternal.