Tag: marijuana
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After the Rain
When the rain finally ended, I ventured outside to see the final outcome. I needed to see what damage had been done while I was hiding from the storm. At this point, I felt that either way, this rain could potentially set the course of the rest of my life. Or at least the next few months. As I…
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Quarrel
That night, father and son quarreled. Only I knew that this would be the last time they would fight in front of me. This was the last straw. My bag was already packed in the back of my closet with everything I thought I needed. The cigarettes and flask my father was always looking for were hidden in the loose floorboard…