I wake up to find my mom passed out on the couch.
A bottle of whiskey is on the table.
I get closer and see that it is empty.
I shake my head and go to school.
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Imaginary
Short StoryWe all have had imaginary friends, Some of us just never lose them. {Short Story / General Fiction}
Jackson 6
I wake up to find my mom passed out on the couch.
A bottle of whiskey is on the table.
I get closer and see that it is empty.
I shake my head and go to school.