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[p_chan]

The starched walls of the empty corridors were deafening. She walked steadily down the halls to the bathroom; her sanctuary. She pushed open the rickety door and stepped quietly in. There was another girl in the bathroom. She ducked her head to avoid eye contact. Choosing the last stall, she closed and locked the shielding door behind her. She reached up to her perfectly set bun and carefully removed a bobby pin. It had been weeks since she first discovered its use beyond hair styling. She slowly removed the plastic protectors on the end. Gazing in a sense of awe at the tiny weapon in her hand, she rolled up her sleeve until the bottom part of her arm and wrist was exposed.
'What masterpiece should I create today?' She thought to herself, looking at the still visible scars of yesterday