The blade turns red
I am excited.
Redder then last time
I am scared.
I hear my parents coming in
I am exhilarated.
They will feel the pain I went through
I am spiteful.
I see the horror in their eyes
I am grateful.
I can feel the life streaming out of me
I am peaceful.
I can feel nothing
I am dead.
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