It was aÂ thursdayÂ morning walking to school. I was in a veryÂ depressedÂ mood. I was hanging around in a corner sitting there trying to figure out were the nextÂ weapon i can get to.Â Â Walking to my first hour hanging around my friend Jared. When i spotted a pencil sharpener (One Of Those Small Personal Ones)Â My friend snatched it for me I thanked him for getting it for me. Next period comes and i hadÂ dismantled the sharpener and was using it on my arm then he was nudging me saying to “knocked it off”.Â Â I stop for the period when i went toÂ thirdÂ period sitting in the back seat with it in my mouth. Â When it came to lunch time i was sitting in the middle of the room with it in my mouth sitting alone when one of Â my friends came by. She ask “Whats wrong with you? Whats the matter?” I stuck myÂ tongueÂ out with the blade on it. she freaked out and started to yell at me and saying “SPIT IT OUT!!!” I argued with herÂ sayingÂ “No not happening not now not ever.” The next thing i did i swallowed it thing “Yess finally my time to go.” Friday night iÂ admittedÂ to my mom that i swallowed the razor i was very pale. They took me to the hospital andÂ strappedÂ me down to a cart thing. going to an x-ray Â room the stood me up to the x-ray and saw a razor. A week passed im still alive with the razor still in me. that night they got me to puke it out it gave me eternal bleeding but itÂ stoppedÂ couple days later. I kept vomiting blood for months after i kept that to my self. to this day i remember it like yesterday i stillÂ vomitÂ blood but i dont think its the same problem.