Safety Cutters
One day when I was much younger, I decided to go into my mom’s desk and get a razor blade to cut up my package of stickers. It was pretty hard to cut through the cardboard so I made the mistake of trying to apply force to the stickers while they were still in my hands. I cut myself pretty bad. I remember screaming out in pain and my mother running to me hysterical because of all of the blood.
Would you believe that ten years has passed and my mother still hides the razor blades from me. She always says that I’m not allowed to use razors or knives because that incident traumatized her so bad. I wonder how she would feel about me using safety cutters. They’re much safer than the razor blades that she’s so afraid of letting me use. I bet if I mentioned safety cutters to her she’d suggest buying them for me. That might be pretty cool!