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Old Coat

Haven’t worn this coat in forever. Tess called and wanted me to meet her at a Halloween party. I had no costume so I decided to go as me…from high school. Sure, it was only a few years ago, but one look at my outfit and you can tell it’s not something meant to be be worn by anyone over sixteen.

The leather trench coat is a must. Back in the day, people thought that I’d shoot up the school. Serioulsy though, I never wanted to shoot anyone. I just wanted people to leave me alone and trenchcoats make you look taller.

It’s amazing this thing still fits me. I look like I belong in The Matrix.

I miss the bus and end up waiting for an hour for the next one. While I’m waiting I find a handful a bottle of pills. There’s no marking on the bottle. God knows what it is.

I get to the party twenty minutes after Tess left. I don’t think I know anyone else here so I pop a few of the pills, hoping for an interesting evening.

Twenty minutes and the pills aren’t working and the party is dead. I’m out of here.

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