Last night/this morning, at 2AM, I woke up covered in my own blood. I was bleeding profusely from my left hand and had no idea why this was the case. After conferring with my parents (and about 15 minutes) we realised that I had somehow hit my hand on the framed photo collage that hangs above my bed, shattering its glass casing. I spent the next 3
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