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I walk into my room that sunny tuseday afternoon, knowing that my mom was gonna tell me to clean it any second. my mom always told me that it looked like somone took a buzooka and aimed it tword the center of my room, because the worst damage is in the middle.as i heard my mom creeping up the stairs i paniked so i ran into my closet and smashed my finger while closing it. it was bleeding everywhere and thats when the blood slowed down and the cut began to seal itself...