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The Present Time

Now its three years later and life is a little bit easier. I haven’t heard from Vince or any of my high school friends but I’m glad. Everyone back then was so fake and it was actually kind of funny.

They followed me around like I was the Queen. Oops, I was. Oh, off topic. I’m going to go ahead and live in the present. I just had to give you that background. You had to understand why I left school and why I’m glad I did.

Now I never have to deal with Vince or any of those other people. Anyway, that’s not the present either. Hmm…

Yesterday… no that’s still past. Hmm…

Oh, oh, I know! Today I left my job to buy a green balloon and I’m probably going to be fired but I don’t care.

I work, or should say used to work, in an office type place but it wasn’t really an office. On the outside, sure, that’s what it looks like but the inside is completely different.

Inside was a secret club type of place. Enough said there. Clubs always lead to bad things.

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