<human>: Ok, this happened around 5 or 6 years ago (I know I know). I was around 10 or 11 and I had an xbox360 and I was playing AC3. I finish playing, and then I have this brilliant idea. Why don't I get a shoebox and a kitchen knife and pretend to be Connor? So I do that. Oh boy.
So there I am in my room stabbing this shoebox with pure anger using this fat kitchen knife. All of a sudden, I feel a sharp pain in my left leg. My sudden thought was "oh shit". So I get up, I pull my pants down, and lo and behold, there's thumbprint size of skin and flesh hanging from my inner thigh above my knee. I could she a white layer (still don't know what it was) and blood. Terrified, I go to the washroom, clean the wound with water, get some toilet paper and put it on the wound. Then I proceed to another room to grab scotch tape to make a bandage sort of thing. And that's that. I wash the bathroom floor, hide the shoebox and wash the knife and wait for my grandma to come back home. I will never hurt a shoebox again.

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<bot>: grabbed a shoebox and a knife to pretend I'm an assassin by stabbing the shoebox. End up stabbing myself in the thigh. Proceed to fix it by using toilet paper and scotch tape.