Four times.
Four times.
So my mother broke her foot months ago, and now she has to wear crocs around the house. They are like slippers, so she puts them right where she is.
And I trip over them everyday.
Today, my mom told me to go to the window because my step dad was outside. And I tripped and disappeared from her sight.
"Oh god." She said. "Are you okay?"
I take the crocs and slam them down onto a box dramatically.
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DiversosBOOK FOUR Don't we know what this book is going to be about? If don't then - Funny short stories with my friends and sometimes family involved. All is real, except the stories, like Bob's spirit in the landfill *sniffles*. If you have not read the...
