When my uncle lived with us, we didn't have broadband. I must have been about 12 and my uncle would make us pay per hour that my sister and i spent on the net. He left a small cardboard box on top of the computer, to put our money in. It was only 20p per hour. We used to sneak in, take 20p out of the box and he never noticed lol

I have only two scars I think. First is one that happened a few summers ago when helping out a friend. We were cutting cress and had really sharp knives. I grabbed the cress with my left hand and cut with the right, only this time I had this sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. I'd cut into the palm of my hand and I had to pull the knife out. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so I went for a mixture of both!

The second scar I have is across my right eyebrow. I was in a club, and was stood talking to my friend, when I turned around and saw a bottle spinning in the air, 'oh s**t' i thought. It hit my eyebrow then bounced off. I hadn't been drinking a lot, but it didn't hurt that much. I tried to get some sympathy, like you do, but when I pulled my hand away, there was blood and a lot of it. Luckily I only had to have butterfly stiches, however I have been left with a line on my eyebrow, where no hair will grow lol eeek!