I take my sharpest razor. I hold it over the spot over my wrist where cuts and scars have been and gone. One thought goes through my head during all of this. "The deepest cuts. The darkest blood." I gasp in pain as I make the first incision. Again I go over it making it deeper and deeper. Blood pours out of my wrist. Changing colors from red to purple. As I'm about to pass out my girlfriend walks into view. "ASHLEY!" She screams and picks me up. Next thing I know I'm out. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~