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I was at my boyfriend Will’s band practice in downtown Springfield with him and his three friends. We decided to go check out some abandoned rooms in the old, run down three-story apartment building in the search of cool stuff for their practice spot. We walked into one room that turned out to be an old after hours club that was no longer in use. There were some useful things, someone grabbed a couple chairs, someone else took a couple speakers that looked like they would still work, and I carried a full-length mirror.
As we proceeded into the hallway, I led
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Luckily we were only about five minutes away from Mercy Hospital. Everyone saw the mirror smash but didn’t realize what had happened to me. Everyone was talking to me but their words were sort of blurred together. followed by the rest of the crew and we headed back to their room. It all happened so quick probably in a matter of about 5 seconds. Sooner than I expected it was all over. After a few weeks of carefully watching not to get it wet and putting ointment on it I am now left with an inch and a half imperfection on my wrist and the tragic memory of that night. Then he got to stitching I couldn’t look but Will seemed to love it. Every time my heart beat, blood would gush out of the wound. I was so shocked I just pointed down to my wrist. When we were about ten feet from where I was going to put the mirror down, for some reason the mirror just broke in half in my hand. My mother used to work in the emergency room so I got in pretty quickly. I tried saving the other half from smashing on the ground and a jagged piece sliced deep into my wrist.
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