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Boy in my class:
*draw lines on his arm with a red marker and making jokes about self harm* Ohh, it hurts so much, I am emo and I'm going to kill myself
Our teacher:
*walks up behind him, looks at what he is doing*
Boy:
Do you wanna see my favorite cut? *points at on of the lines he had drawn*
Teacher:
*pulls up his sleeve and reveal an arm with lots of scars and points at the biggest* Do you want to see mine?
Boy:
*gasping, and stares at the teacher's arm* But....
Teacher:
Please don't make jokes about self harm! You never know which one of those around you who are actually dealing with it. It's not a joke.
