A loud yawn escaped my mouth as I stretch. Today's the day! I grab my clothes and jump in the shower, quickly fixing my hair and putting my outfit on. Shoving on my bag, I rush down the stairs. I grab the suitcases and bags I left at the door and look back.
"Good bye everyone!" I shout to my family/pets/house. I knew no one would reply, I mean they were all asleep/couldn't answer. Oh, I should probably explain why I'm so happy right now. I've been selected for a trip overseas! In 🅁🄴🄳🄸🅁🄴🄲🅃🄴🄳, can you believe it?!! I can remember it like it was yesterday...
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𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚛 🅁🄴🄳🄸🅁🄴🄲🅃🄴🄳,
𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚜 🅁🄴🄳🄸🅁🄴🄲🅃🄴🄳, 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚎𝚐𝚎! 𝙰𝚝𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚘 🅁🄴🄳🄸🅁🄴🄲🅃🄴🄳, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎. 𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛tant 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜. 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚡𝚒 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚓𝚎𝚝 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎.
𝚆𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎,
🅁🄴🄳🄸🅁🄴🄲🅃🄴🄳.
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I skip through the kirb, my happier than normal demeanour gaining odd looks from passer-by's. I rush up to the taxi unable to stop a smile from etching itself onto my face. I squeeze my things into the trunk and slam the door before running inside.
"Let's go!" I shout, punching my fist in the air. The driver smiles back at me before starting up the car.
After a few minutes, I start regretting the choice of not buying a (Fav. Drink)
The ride will be long. Would you like a beverage ma'am/sir?" The driver asked, still focussed on the road.
"Huh? Oh... thanks! Can I get a (F/D)?" I ask. They take something from the passenger seat and without turning, he directs it towards me. I take it from his hands. Drinking it, I get a sudden urge to take a nap. Strange... I coulda sworn I was full of more energy than normal earlier. I hold the bottle and try to look for any sort of text on it but to no avail.
"H...hey. What's in th-this stuff..?" I try to ask. Before I could even hear a response, I passed out onto the other seats.
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