I'm a Nike SWOOSH

Me and my younger brother were visiting my father, not his, a few years back and spending a weekend with him. He was living with a friend of his named Dwayne. He was a really nice guy. His son came by on one of the days. He was about 20, while we were around 13-14. He was also a very cool guy. He would horseplay with us and mess around. Later in the day somehow he ended up picking me up by my feet and swinging me around the room. It was pretty crazy. I was alot smaller then. It was all fun and games til I hit the chair. There was a huge wooden chair in the room. I'm not sure if he just lost control or if he just did it on accident. I was swinging and started slowing down just a little bit when I hit the arm of the wooden chair. It hit me right between the eyes. It hurt but I didn't cry, until I looked into the mirror that is. I looked in the mirror and saw an almost perfect nike check gash between my eyes. I instantly started freaking out. They took me to the hospital where I got stitches. Somehow I didn't have a scar from it, which is releaving, but would also be cool to have a scar from it.