Donut
Hey...is that blood? Oh...oh! Yeah...yeah, that's blood, that's a lot of blood. That's a lot of my blood. Blood that's coming out of my face... I try to pick at the glass pieces, my hands trembling. "Ow..." I whimper again as I sit against a rock. Man...this is gonna take forever! I hope I just don't pass out! I do that sometimes when I'm really nervous...and seeing my own blood makes me nervous....











