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Just That Kid 3Just That Kid 3
By Ash Lockhart
Chapter 2: Drug Dealer
The house is completely silent.
It's all too still. I can hear myself breathing.
This is how the house is normally.
Sighing, I get up from the solitary chair at the table and slowly wander to the foggy window. It's October 5th, and almost thirty degrees outside. Perfect weather to live my normal life.
Like someone who fears the sun, I stay wrapped up in my mind, safely stowed in a corner of the house. Call me a hermit, call me a cutter, call me lifeless.
I'm all three of those.
I made the decision last year to drop school and stay home and do nothing, considering my parents DID NOT care whatsoever if I lived or died. Turns out, losing the friends I never had was pretty hard. Like self punishment almost. I found out I liked to torture myself.
The wind shifted the dead leaves on the trees so that they blew directly onto the front porch-which I manically swept, like, hourly to keep Ian at bay. I found the leaves to be beautiful. Why w
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