cigarette
I grabbed a cigarette from the little box I bought from someone at McDonalds.
Lighting it up, I inhaled and blew out after a few seconds. The smoke surrounded me.
I pulled up my sleeve and what happened next was totally out of my control.
I pushed the lit end of my cigarette into my wrist. It didn’t hurt. It felt wonderful, giving me a high like never before.
Now I wondered what was worse. Smoking or Cutting? Both were killing me.
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Storie brevi“ a person who is gratified by pain “ {greatest achievements: #325 in fan- fiction, #411 in short story} karensosa© 2014-15