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Oh NO! I've bled from my eye ONCE, and that was plenty for me, thank you!
In junior high, I was hit in the inside corner of the eye by a tossed stick. It cut the edge of my eyelid right by my tear duct, and also of course got me crying because it hurt. The upshot? It appeared that I was crying tears of blood.
The school nurse, something of a religious woman, freaked out when I came into the office with what I guess appeared to her to be a stigmata of sorts. She was fine, but it's quite a startling experience to walk into a room, have someone take one look at you, and then have their eyes roll back in their head.
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