Theres No Place Like Home

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I hurl myself out of the trash can. I was getting my dinner and useful items for my house well I love under the Boardwalk it's a pretty nice place. But it's getting cold to like somebody moved CA to Antarctica it's strange weather.
I run forward but trip over something... just driftwood. I get back up as it starts to rain it's cold as ice.
I move the siding of the boardwalk to reveal a hidden spot under the Boardwalk. I close the opening.
It smells of mildew and mold. And there may be some cracks in the wood of the Boardwalk and the floor might be sand but it's all that I have and it's all that I need.
I can hear the waves crashing harder and harder a storms coming.
I climb onto the mildewed moldy mattress and drift off to sleep.
----------------------------------------------Hey thanks for reading this probably sucked but I like to write this because I just imagine josh as a beach hobo I'm not sure if I'm gonna add the rest of the band in but I hope
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