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So they asked me "Isn't that nice?", and for a moment, I
thought about nodding. But then I realized, "No it isn't".
And I wanted to tell them something really nasty, but all I
could say was "you guys are sick..." in a doubtful voice.
"Ha, ha ha ha", they laughed at me.
"You think THAT's sick? You haven't seen nothing kid."
So I thought to myself, "maybe I shouldn't be here", I stood
up, and opened my mouth to speak, but then they said to me
something I didn't really want to hear.
"Don't worry kid, just about everyone think that at first,
but we all got used to it eventually."
But I don't want to get used to it, I want to return to my
life, to my normal boring life. So I said to them:
"No thanks, I think I'll pass"
The leader of the group then looked at me in a slightly
pissed way and said
"Once you came, you can't leave, it's in your blood now,
it's stuck deep down your head, you can't escape it, you
want more of it, more and more and more."
Then, he lit up his cigarette, and leaned back. He closed
his eyes, and then opened them, he looked relaxed.
"Ok kid, I'll let you go, but only for now, I know you'll
come back at us, just like everybody else".
I didn't say a word I just turned around and walked to the
door.
"Hey kid, this is the bathroom door, need to take a shit?"
They all laughed, looking down at me.
I walked to the exit, at least I was hoping that this is
what it was, I didn't want to go through the humiliation any
farther, and I didn't even want to be there.

I went down the stairs, and this picture was still in my
mind, I couldn't get it out, no matter how much I wanted
to.
I've gone out, and looked around, I went to the car that was
waiting for me, I opened the door, but it didn't. "What the
hell?" I thought to myself. Then I looked, and there was no
one in the car.
I just realized, I was next to the wrong car.
I started looking around, but the car wasn't there.
"What am I supposed to do now?" I thought, and then I took
my cell phone, and called her.
She answered, and very fast, she talked leaving me no room
to say a word.
"I'm really sorry, and I can't talk right now, I'll talk to
you tomorrow, sorry."
And as I opened my mouth to speak, she hanged up.
I guess I have to get a taxi; I took out my wallet to see if
I had enough money, and surprisingly, I didn't have it.
This has to be one of the days when everything goes wrong.
I guess I'll call one of my friends; maybe they can do me a
special favor.
"Hello mark, listen I've go..." That's what I said, before
the battery died.







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בבמה מאז 12/10/04 22:37
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