Crystal Coma **In Editing**

"I hurried, finishing my last cut, as CC yelled up to me once more "Crystal dammit! Dinners ready, where the fuck are you???? Get your ass down here before I come up there and get you!!!!" Now he was pissed, dammit, I waited too long. I jumped up and ran to the carousel on my dresser and tipped it up, then placed it back underneath. I ran into the bathroom which was in my room and washed my arm for about another minute. Make that 46 now, after adding another 22 to each arm. I was kind of OCD when it came to this, I had to have the same number of cuts on each arm. I heard footsteps on the stairs and my door handle turned. I turned off the water and whipped around, my arms behind my back, pulling my sleeves down, trying not to wince at the fresh cuts on my arms that still bled. Good thing my jacket was black too."