Blood bath.
When at school I noticed a small red dot under the skin of one of my fingers. Curious and slightly bored I began picking at it removing the top skin layer but nothing else came of it.

Lessons went by and I picked and picked and picked until I finally got to the little red dot and scratched it off. Big mistake. It must've been directly attached to a vein or something, blood pissed out all over my hand.

In the toilets, panicking I stood with my hand under a tap. All this succeeded in doing was getting blood on the sink.Being about 8 years old I cried loudly. A teacher came in and handed me a plaster which was promptly soaked through in a matter of seconds.

I don't remember how it stopped in the end. I think eventually all the blood soaked into the plaster had clogged it up. I still look at the scar on my finger and think how stupid I was to pick at that little full-stop shaped red mark. I still don't know what the hell it was. All I know is if I saw another one today some 18 years later I'd pick at it again, this time for the lulz.
(chakaflange, Thu 20 Dec 2007, 23:47, 2 replies)

Blood Blister
I think it's called.

Ive spotted 2 or 3 and theyve also been on my fingers, i asked my mum what they were when i was wee and she said they were called blood blisters, some sort of minor internal bleeding. I never picked at them, i got rid of the boredom by pressing them so the skin went white and letting go to watch the redness creep back into the area. although if i get one again i'll definitely pick it!
(Pimp my Clown is going back to the future on, Fri 21 Dec 2007, 0:28, closed)

Is that what they are??
Good thing I've learned now. I always try and pick them off.
( vix0r was not Matthew on, Fri 21 Dec 2007, 0:56, closed)