Slit. Don't slit.
Cut. Don't cut.
Eenie. Meenie. Miney. Moe.
Wonder where the names came from. Have you ever wondered?
Those four names, of which 7 syllables became the most important counts we use to decide things.
Important. Unimportant.
Yes. No.
Cut. Don't cut.
My eyes are starting to water. I can't think. I'm devastated from everything. The sight of a knife in my hands. The water running, filling up the sink. And the drowning feeling inside my chest.
I watched over as the pot sounded its shrill.
I cried. I cried. I cried.
But I chopped the onion, anyway.
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