This to That and Then...

One fatal leap caused a bloody ankle.

One immature child covered a gaping wound with damp toilet paper.

One immature child a week and a half later picked at the scab. 

One pale, white, painful memory protruded slightly more then the rest of the skin.

One immature teenager tells her friends about a knife fight with an FBI agent named Paul.

One guy named Paul calls her out.

One truth told sadly.

One thousand laughs erupt from a village of vicious peers.

One annoyed young lady scribbles on a scar to make it look like a piece of toast.

One remarkable ending that hardly makes sense.