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Anguish p2
I chose the next route out of bed which was at the foot board. On this side is located a lot of spilled toilet cleaner. So much that I would have to almost swim my way out. As I rolled through, the glass pieces fell out of me as did more enter my body. I then crawled out of bed and through the toilet cleaner. My legs and feet were very numb and held no strength to stand. The pain was immense and felt amazingly uncomfortable. Though it seems as if this was the only way to live. As I crawled down the stairs to the restroom where my bandages were located I began to cleanse myself. Once all the glass pieces were removed I sanitized the area with hydro peroxide, a pain that felt so good knowing that I was being healed. After some amount of time went by much of my wounds were healed and I could walk again. I had needed some things from the supermarket so I got in my truck and away I went. While I was out I picked up some fruit from the local tree farm where you can get them fresh. As I got home I decided to make some pancakes. Noting that my range did not light I used a lighter to get it started. A large puff of flame came from the stove burning my face all around and causing some serious blisters. My hands were in extreme pain as they were the closest to the fire. After about a minute of running around in pain crying I calmed down grabbed the first thing I could find.
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