She glanced at the blade, a mere square of metal. Who would have thought that something so small could destroy the mind and life of a bright and happy child. She dragged the blade across her arm again, closing her eyes and breathing in the soft, sharp tug as the blade pulled at the skin. She sighed as the blade filled her mind with the burning of fire as it separated skin from bone, muscle from tendon, and let loose the shiny crimson elixir of life that flows through her body.