When I was cutting some paper and cardboard for a certain someone's present, I looked at my toe while grabbing the scissors to continue with the present.

My mind was telling me, "You should totally cut of your toe." And I was freaked out by my own mind.

I then told my dad like 30 minutes later. He didn't really have a reaction to it. (Cuz I still had all my toes.)

I really hope this didn't trigger anyone.
And if it did, I AM TERRIBLY SORRY! *gets on knees* *bows to you*

No toes were harmed in the making of this chapter.

(Holy fck, I just reread this, and realized how messed up this is.)