So I decide to remove the bullet, and after taking it off, my cell rings, fuck is marti what I tell her? I think after a while, I decide to answer.

"Where the fuck Are you is 9:30" (Marti)

I don't know how to answer, wath the fuck i'm telling her?

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"I'm sorry I don't feel well today I'm not going to school go without Me"

“Fuck” (Marti) and hangs up

Well, I'm sure that I can't tell her what happened, but what the fuck happened? and why I'm still alive, strange, to think about it, before when I removed the bullet from my head I didn't feel any pain and there was no blood, so to try, I go to the kitchen and I take a knife and I cut my hand with it, 'I know I’m a psycho’ and... Nothing, no pain and no blood, cool am I immortal or what?