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First Scarification....

Last summer, I had one of the best experiences of my life. I had gone to stay at a friends house for a few days, and we decided to go check out a party nearby. We only knew a few people going, but we didn't mind. We're not big on socializing anyway; it was just something to do. As soon as we got there, we realized that this party was completely different from all of the drunk-infested ones we had gone to before. Apparently, one of the guys there, Eric, was a professional tattoo artist (I still don't know this for sure), and he was doing a few new ones, using normal household supplies (i.e. knives, pen ink, dye, etc.). At first, I just kind of ignored it and went on with the party. Then, I got kind of bored and decided to check it out. I wasn't very interested in regular tattoos...they seemed kind of boring to me. The skin just turns red for a while, and then you're left with a big inky thing on your body. But then there was this, with the blood, it just seemed more...real. Intimate, I guess. The friend I had come with, Amber, decided she was going to let Eric give her an ankh on her left shoulder. She wanted me to stand by her and watch, so of course I did. He cleaned and sterilized all of his stuff before he started, then he slowly cut in the symbol. Amber squirmed a lot and almost made him mess up, I grabbed her and talked to her the whole time to calm her down. She's such a baby sometimes. But now she's glad that I made her settle down. After about an hour or so of cutting, cleaning, and inking, he was finished. The ankh looked great, just a little bloody. Unfortunately for Amber, it faded considerably, but she loved it so much that she went and got it redone professionally. When he was finished with Amber, I just stood back to watch. I leaned against the wall behind him, so completely in awe with all of it that I pretty much forgot about the rest of the party. I watched him do three or four more people, loving the entire process more and more with each one. I really wanted to get my own done, and I thought long and hard about what design to do. I thought about getting "Jade" written on my ankle, to make it more permanent. I hate being called by my real name. But, then I decided that I'd prefer to be on the giving end. I'm not good with permanent things, so even though there was a good chance it would heal and disappear, I didn't go through with it. I wanted to be giving the scars...not receiving them. After a few hours, Eric noticed that I had been watching the entire time, and asked me if I wanted to help. Of course I did! I was so excited. Luckily, the guy he was working on didn't have a problem with it. He already had so many homemade tattoos and brandings that he said he'd just cover it if I screwed it up. At first, I was so nervous that I almost said to forget it. But then, Eric handed me the exacto-knife he was using, and helped me out a lot. He led my hand in the pattern of the pentagram the guy wanted on his arm. It seemed like everything went so fast. The deep, thoughtful cuts, and the first gush of blood...it was all so great. Unfortunately, the blood slowed down quite a bit after the first few cuts. The blood was my favorite part. I felt like we were finished with the design in about ten minutes, but when I glanced at the clock, I realized it had taken us over half an hour. We took some alcohol to clean out the cut, and then Eric let me take it from there. The guy (whose name I still do not know) wanted the pentagram to be black, so Eric gave me the dye, and let me do it on my own. It was nice to be doing something by myself, but I still liked the cutting more. The guy tried to act all tough about it, which he really was, but I saw him wince when I first started adding the ink. After that, I got to help on two more 'tattoos'. One was a tiny star on a girls ankle, the other was the name of some girls boyfriend across her arm. That night was so much fun, and I loved every second of it. Normally, I hate parties, but I'm so glad I didn't miss that one! That night started my love for scarifications, and I'll never forget it. Since then, I've done a few of my own, but I used the cut and re-cut method, rather than inking. I now have five nice little scars, my favorite being a band around my ankle. Maybe someday I'll break down and get an actual tattoo, but I'll always love the scars much more.


submitted by: Anonymous
on: 09 June 2001
in Scarification

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