^^epic.
Another one, from my sister, not me:
My aunt was severely burned when she was five, and it left scars all over her body for life. She is one of the sweetest people I know, is a very good person and everyone loves her. We don't mention her scars or her accident anymore because we don't need to-- they don't matter anymore. However, when we were really young, we were of course curious.
She had always been patient and obliging when we asked what happened, and our mother has told the story to us before (she had played with some matches while her mother left her alone for just a minute or two, and unfortunately caught on fire). One night, after I was probably old enough to realize it wasn't cool to keep asking what happened, and my younger sister wasn't quite there yet, my younger sister asked "why does your thumb look like that?" (my aunt's thumb is quite scarred). My aunt was clearly out of patience, she immediately starts crying and says, in a hurt voice, "you don't have to keep asking, okay?", and gets up to go to the bathroom. My sister didn't understand and seemed annoyed. I was pissed at her, and so was our mom. It was an uncomfortable dinner to say the least.