I got my knife taken away by my wonderful grandmother. Now my only weapon is a pair of scissors that I found on my desk. Not really anything else I can use around here. scissors can kinda hurt someone. Not as good as my knife, but still its better than nothing I guess. Wont get taken away by security at my school either, because scissors are a relatively common thing for someone to have. They fell out of my pocket during first period, and I had a idiot ask what I had scissors for. Being the smartass I am, I told her it was for annoying people like her... Yeah I'm not the smartest person sometimes, but the look I got was priceless.