I shared my eyebrow scar story below but I did not share how it happened. Mine was not quite as exciting or adventurous as yours. I was around the same age you were to. A friend of the family who was a few years younger than me had my coconut head bank and I was chasing her around the kitchen with it. Next thing you know I fell and hit my head onto the metal legs of one of the kitchen chairs. I think I was laughing when I got up until I was escorted to the bathroom and I saw the blood. My dad took me to the hospital and stayed with me, despite the nurses wanting him to leave. It is still a cherished memory of him over 40 years later and 15 years after his passing.