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The blade cut her finger, she jerked her arm back. Blood trickled down from her finger. She put her mouth on the cut and let blood drip into the contours of her mouth. She closed her eyes enjoying the taste. She slowly drank the warm substance.
When she felt she had enough she removed her finger from her mouth. She looked back down at the knife. Her eyes widened as she moved the blade closer to her wrist. In a slow vertical motion she sliced open her left wrist.
The blood rapidly ozzed out of her delicate skin. She watched it for a few seconds. Then she quickly sliced open her right wrist. She let the now blood covered knife fall to the floor causing a "clank" like sound as it hit the tile. She laid down on her back upon the floor.
She looked up at the ceiling as the dark blood flowed from her body and formed a large puddle around her. She let a smile fall upon her face as death took her over.
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