One day at school (i was 6) there was this kid playing with scissors right in front of his nose. I saw him and prayed for him to cut his nose, but just for fun, I didn't want it to really happen. He continued and didn't stop. Everyone in the class stared at him. The teacher came in front of him and said "Lucas, don't you feel anything?" He slowly looked down at his tee to discover some drops of blood. He then touched his nose and began screaming I didn't sleep for three days after this because I thought I was responsible aND HE'S STILL IN MY CLASS AND HE STILL HAS THIS SCAR UNDER THE NOSE












