I saw a boy in English class cutting his wrists & I said "what are you doing?"He said "try it,it makes you feel good".So I said "let me see".I tried it & it started bleeding REALLY fast so I said "okay your just crazy!",then I grabbed a pass & went to clean my arm up.When I got home my mom wasn't there & the curiosity was killing me,so I tried it with my brother's Swiss pocket knife,only I did it on the other side of my wrist with no vain.It barely hurt @ all,so I tried it again & still no pain.Over the next few weeks it amazed me to see how much it bled each time.I still do it,only @ school I use construction paper.I don't feel like dying & my life is slowly improving.Would I still be considered "emo"?
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