[Reyoki]

I went camping once, and my friend's mom asked me to grab something out of her bag. It was really dark and early, and I was blindly groping around in the bag. I felt something strange brushing against my hand, fondled it a bit, and let it go since it wasn't the object I'd meant to find. When I found what I'd been looking for and pulled my hand out, some of my fingers had tiny cuts on them. They weren't bleeding or anything, but I found out that the strange object I'd been fondling was her razor.

I nicked my finger chopping an onion once, too. I'd stupidly grabbed a serrated steak knife instead of the flat knife I usually use.