Scar

When I reminisce I have taken belts, sticks, slaps and punches from time to time while growing up. Came a point in my life I wanted to feel pain so I wished I got into a fight. I remember when I kept slitting my left wrist. At the hospital. Royal Alex. In the toilet. The razor was from my shaving equipment. Later on when I was caught I was given 4 stitches. On my wrist I still have a big scar. I was transferred to the most secured unit in Edmonton.