Why Is My Ear Piercing Bleeding Novels & Stories

“Don't worry, Princess. Nothing will happen to him, I will not let anything happen to our son… just keep yourself strong!! I am here!! I'm here with you… nothing is going to happen to him, I promise… even if that means I have to fight with the devil of the underworld, I am not afraid. I will fight him too, if that ends up being the only way to make Adrin healthy again… so don't worry!! Nothing is going to happen to him, nor are you alone here, okay.” “Ma'am, Sir, there is a small piece of gravel stuck near his left eyebrow, almost 2 mm in diameter. This is why the bleeding is not stopping yet. We need to take him to the hospital to pull it out and stitch it up. Don't worry it is going to be

in a whisper as well. "No, you are not. We need to go to the nurse's office to look into that. You are bleeding behind your ear." "I'm bleeding?" "Yes, Scar. You are bleeding. You don't even have nails. How are you able to hurt yourself?" It was strange. Scarlett thought. She is only now beginning to experience pain. If she was bleeding, it suggests that she was not even conscious of hurting herself.

Vivian noticed immediately and shouted to the classmates around her, "Hold her down! I'll take it off myself." At her command, several boys pinned my arms and legs. I was forced to my knees like some criminal awaiting punishment. Vivian stood over me, her disgust unfiltered—more brazen than she ever was in high school. Her fingers pinched the earring and twisted. The sharp metal scraped against my ear, sending a cold, slicing pain down my neck. She was trying to rip it off. But she knew—I had a bleeding disorder. If she tore it out, I could be in real danger.

My ear was bleeding. Maya looked shaken, but she didn’t apologize. Not even a sorry muttered under her breath. Just silence, and that twisted flicker of guilt she tried to swallow. For a second, I badly wanted to beat her up. But I bit my tongue so hard I tasted blood. I forced myself to breathe. I bent to pick up shards. Glass pricked my fingers. I stayed silent and swept the rest of the room, ignored her stares, and left, bleeding. Outside, I headed toward the outer gardens. I knew a plant that could stop bleeding fast if crushed while fresh.

Blood. "Blake, stop. You are hurting yourself." Nero's quiet words pierced the haze that clouded my senses as I realized I was bleeding heavily from my nose and out my ears like waterfalls. My eyes widened, my heart dropping. "Blake, stop!! I am begging you!!" He sounded almost hysterical now, desperation clawing at his throat with the force of a viper. "You are only going to hurt yourself further."

When I lifted my head I was by the side of the road but then when I looked at my pants there were droplets of blood on them. The circuit in my head shut off as my nerves chilled to an icing temperature. I brought my finger to my nose and then back to my line of vision and there it was, blood from my nose! I’m bleeding.

Danny was back three minutes later, pushing the piercing tray inside the room, he pulled the chair to a straight position, I sat on it. He frowned, "I told you not to to play with the tongue piercing!" He scolded. "I know! But I can't help it!" I pouted at him. He just shook his head and started to explain why it was bad to play with my piercing. It went inside my left ear, and got out from my right ear almost instantly. "-You get it?" He asked. "Yup." "You didn't hear anything I hear I said right?" He sighed. "Nope." I said confidently.

There was a faint ringing in my ear, I put my hand to my left ear and felt a liquid, I dabbed at it and looked at it, it was blood. I was bleeding from my ear. What the hell was that hag trying to do to me with her scream, fry my brain? I shook my head, the ringing had already subsided, my healing was kicking in. “If there are more like that here, we are going to have a hard time,” I told Claude. He grimaced, “We are in the thick of it now, no choice but to go through.” I nodded. He was right, we had gotten all the way here, there was no turning back now.

I rubbed the blood between my fingers with a frown on my face, contemplating. Why was this happening to me? I glanced over at Liza, who was in the chair beside my bed sleeping and slowly eased myself off the bed and creeped my way into the bathroom, silently closing the door behind me. I approached the mirror over the sink and looked at my dull appearance. Dark brown eyes stared at each other with dark circles beneath them, blood continued to drip from my ear. I turned on the sink and washed my face and then took a piece of toilet paper to wipe at the blood that came from my ear. Luckily, the bleeding had already stopped.