🌟Things I Used To Do In My Life🌟 [COMPLETED]

Cutting My Arm

*9 years old me who don't believe sharp things*

-At school, science lesson-

Teacher: Identify the objects by grouping them into "Sharp objects" and "Non-sharp object"

Me: *looks at the pictures and saw a knife* Is this a sharp thing? *looked at my friends while pointing at the knife*

Friend: *looks at what I'm pointing at* Oh~ That's a sharp thing.

Me: Hmmm...

-At home, in the kitchen-

Me: *holds a knife while thinking* Is it REALLY that sharp?

Sister: *saw me holding a knife* What are you doing with the knife?

Me: Is knife a sharp thing?

Sister: *sweatdrops while laughing nervously* Y-yes.. it is..

Me: *stares at the knife* Might as well test it to confirm. *pulled the knife against my arm*

Sister: O_O WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING!!?! *took the knife from my hand*

Me: *stares at my arm where I cuts it* Hmmm...

Brother: *rushes to the kitchen* What is all the ruckus?!

Sister: OUR LITTLE BROTHER JUST CUTS HIS ARM WITH THIS KNIFE!! *holds out the knife*

Me: *sweatdrops* Relax. Nothing happen. See? *shows his bleeding arm*

Brother and Sister: O_o||

Me: *noticed the blood* Ouh. Looks like the knife is sharp. Ouch. *grabs a sheet of tissue paper*

Brother and Sister: -_-" we have the most weirdest little brother ever...

LOLOLOLOLOLOL I know I pranked you guys about cutting myself in another book but this one is TRUE. XD
I legit don't believe the knife is a "Sharp" thing even though I used it to try and kill my brother. ^^"

#PeaceOut!!
~ProfDabber