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[A Zarkin' Frood]

One time, when I was in seventh or eighth grade, I thought it was a good idea to shut a glass door by gently pushing with my palm. It broke and cut my wrist. The artery to be a bit more accurate.
It was across the road, not down the highway, so I wasn't even worried. I still haven't seen so much blood my entire life. I thought it was kinda cool, my brother was there too. My mother came home and saw the blood. I just told her to not freak out and she was okay.
After that I had some pizza, I remember.