With The Lights Out.
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Last published Fri, Jan 6, 2017
"With the lights out its less dangerous! Here we are now! Entertain us!" My music blared in my ears. Probably distracting the drive no doubt, but for once in my life I didn't care who heard my Nirvana and Green Day songs blaring. Today is going to be great I'm going to see mom and Mickey. Nothing could ruin this day for me. Not now anyways.
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