It gets bad

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After awhile of laying down I decided to find shelter

I went to my favorite spot in the whole town,the public bathrooms at the park.

It smells like my uncle in there

Once I got settled in there I layed down on the toilet seat and took a peaceful nap

I wondered about my mom so I called her and told her I was at the park going to the bathroom.,

Because I don't lie and lying is a sin.

She said I left my sammich on the floor. She did not care I was going to the bathroom.

I came back home and ate my sammich off the ground

It tasted like bad memories

I am still scarred from that traumatic experience

Thank you

Bye

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 28, 2014 ⏰

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