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What a twist!!!

There was a loose nail in the first stall. I wiggled it out of its place and looked at the rust it was covered in. I smiled. I went into the last stall. Luckily no one was in the bathroom. I closed and locked the door, just to be safe. I looked at my purple scars on my wrists. I had waited so long. I slid the rusty nail across one of the purple scars. It stung, but it did no harm. I did it again, harder, and blood appeared. I sat on the cold floor of the stall and closed my eyes, soaking up the pain. I looked down and the blood specked with bits of rust. The rust was making it hurt worse, but it felt good. I wrapped some toilet paper around the cut and pulled my sleeve down. I walked out of the bathroom casually, pretending nothing happened.