See, that’s why schools don’t allow pointy scissors. But they’re allowed to have deadly super duper pointy metal compasses.
For no reason, in 4th grade art class, a girl stabbed me in the hand with a #2 pencil. All these mumble-mumble decades later, the lead mark has finally faded.
My stabbing incident was in 6th grade. A slightly odd classmate stabbed me in the side of my right thigh with a very sharp pencil.
The graphite is still in there and the mark is plainly visible to this day, 43 years later. No lasting damage.