I was cleaning My room to forget My depression
And I found a container filled with untouched items
I picked out all of them one by one and the last one inside was a cutter.
Of course I picked up the Cutter and open it
*zzzzt*
The blade was a bit dirty but not rusty
I searched for a tissue paper to wipe of the debris that was sticked in to the cutter
As I was cleaning the blade I looked in to it
Seeking small details of the blade
And I continued to cleaning the remaining debris.
As soon as all the debris was cleaned , i played with it by cutting the tissue paper that I used.
I was so distracted playing with it that I completely forgot it was Sharp , Sharp enough to pierce in to My Skin
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The Cutter
Short StoryA short story about My experience with the cutter while cleaning My room.