September 11th, 1996 Ox Miracle Cruz-
Two months ago me and Ray have always been close I've known them since middle school and
finally when we both got out of high school and then we both moved in together it's been about
two to three years since we have moved in together we were both so excited to have a place
together we talked about it so much and when we finally got it and we were so happy we started
buying a whole bunch of stuff with little money we had saved up and we were finally starting to
get used to our new lives well at least I did I don't know about Ray but i've started to notice ray
has been getting quieter and hasn't been speaking to as much and I havent had the confidence
to speak to them because maybe he's angry at me and maybe if I speak to them they'll get
angrier a couple days later Ray comes home with a cut on his arm I rush to him and ask "what
happened?" Ray sits down on the couch and just spaces out and finally says "I just got hurt,
nothing to worry about Ox." I look at him "you are bleeding what else am I supposed to do just
sit around while you're bleeding out" Ray says its fine but it doesn't look like it, I rush to the
bathroom and get a towel wet and get a whole bunch of bandages and rush back back to the
living room and sit on the floor underneath where Ray is sitting and put everything on the floor
and look at ray and say "take off your coat please" he stares and then does and the cut looks so
bad and I start wiping it slowly so it doesn't hurt them and dab it slowly, I finally got most of the
blood off. I tell Ray I think the cut might need stitches because of how deep it is.. He says "okay
Ox". I go back into my room to get needle, thread and alcohol and I go back to sitting on the
floor and tell Ray I don't have any sort of numbing cream so it's going to hurt a lot.. He just sits
there and listens to me and I tell him to bite on this cloth so he won't bite on his tongue or hurt
his jaw. First I pour the alcohol on the wound then slowly I put the needle in, holding one part of
the flesh and poking through the other side of the flesh and I keep doing that until I run out of
flesh to stitch up. I stop and look up at Ray his eyes are closed I tell him im done he opens his
eyes and looks "that really fucking hurt" im so sorry Ray I know I wish I had numbing cream he
says "its fine its some of your finest work Ox" thanks Ray. I take out the only cream we have and
slowly put it on the wound so it doesn't hurt or get infected afterwards I start to put on the
bandages and I finally finished it and look up at him and say "im done Ray" he looks at his arms
and says thank you and then starts going into their room. It's been a couple weeks since I've
talked to Ray. He hardly says anything when he does talk to me. I don't know what I did, maybe
because of the wound maybe everything was too much and he just needed space..