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The difference between cuts. |
| I'm in the driveway riding my bike. I fall. "Ouch! I have a cut." I say as I sit on the ground with a cut on my knee. I was three years old. I'm 15 now. I sit on the bathroom floor, Blood drips from my freshly cut wrists. "Ouch! I got a cut." This time I didn't fall off my bike. This time everything got too much. This time I did it and I don't regret it. |