As I reach the final sip of wine I hear a knock on my door so I get up and answer it.masky:hey hoods.hoodie:what do you want.masky:I came to talk to you.hoodie:about what.masky:your drug problem I had the same problem and I know how it feels I'm here for you.hoodie:I know that's why my door is locked.masky:just think about it okay you know where my room is right?hoodie:yes I know.masky:good I'm always here if you want to talk.hoodie:okay thanks. Masky:anytime.he walks away shouting the door as I sit in my room I listen to twenty one pilots and draw a picture of my missing dad who we all that was dead and I thought to myself "could he really love me"?
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The true story of hoodie
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