"I can have you executed for you words, so I would choose them wisely."
"You need to think of people other than yourself! I'm just trying to help!"
"A woman can't help at war."
"Yeah but I can help you fix your fucking attitude!"
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"God damnit!!!" I yell as I throw my pillow at the blaring alarm clock. Another beautiful day in the USA! Note my sarcasm... I don't want to leave this bed right now, even for food which is a huge problem. College life is almost over, which means I need a house and a life. I can afford a house but a life? I don't know where to find that. I got up slowly as my unpolished foot hit the cold tile. I hear my buddy old pal Dylan playing some rainbow six in the half living room, so I go around his annoying ass and to the bathroom. "Good morning sunshine!" He laughs Without turning back I gave him the finger, and shut the door. My blue dyed hair was vibrant as my green eyes differed. I wiped the boogers from my eyes and turned the shower on, I turned it on the coldest option to try to wake myself up. "Alex! I'm going out to buy some beer, I'll be back!" Dylan yelled. 'Sure you will' I thought sarcastically. I washed my hair and face and got out. I walked out and put on some joggers and a hoodie with some balenciagas, a beanie and of course my glasses. I wished to get contacts but I can't afford them at the moment. (Sorry but outfit and hair)
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Today I did not have class but I woke up early to see a store that has been in New York for a while, it was an antique shop. I am such a history nerd! I can't even imagine the cool stuff I could find there! I grabbed my phone and backpack filled with random shit and walked out with the keys already knowing Dylan might not be here for a couple of days. As I walked down to the streets I put my AirPods in my ears and wiped out my iPhone 11, because I spend money on stupid shit. I can't remember the time I had a decent conversation with someone, the last time I had one is when my friend Caroline went missing. It has been 3 years.... I really missed her, and she promised to come back, that was the last text she sent me. The cold wind made me shiver, taking faster steps now to get there quicker. I soon found the run down shop with the dusty furniture in the glass window. I opened the door with a loud creak as and old woman came out looking pleased and happy. "Oh dear, what have you come for today?" She spoke in old English. I smiled at her and said "I'm just looking around, I really like history and this place is the jackpot." She giggled. She showed me around the shop explaining things and where they came from. As we got to the corner of the shop her smiled widened, and she pointed to an old mirror. "This mirror is one of the old mirrors from Versailles." She said I gasped and looked at the gold plate on the bottom. It reads in French but I only knew some of it. I read it out loud when the woman's face looked at me in terror. "No don't say it!! Oh dear!!" She quickly ran away as I looked to the mirror and it became bright.
