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Another Running…
Did you think I was running away from home again? Nope, this is a completely different running I am happy to write about. In early spring I tried out for my junior high school track team and was selected to be one of the long-distance runners for my grade level. I was so surprised to…
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A Promise…
On the way home, maybe around 100 miles or so from Las Vegas, the silence was broken between my mom and me. Before that, I knew that I did fall asleep shortly after the tire blowout incident. And my mom and I were not really talking to each other. It was mostly quiet. I was…
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Beverly Hills Cops…
As I was speeding down the street, I saw a police car in the distance in front of me that was stopped at a red light that I was now approaching. I slowed down and pulled up alongside the police car. I motioned for the police officer to roll down his window. He did and…
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Running…
I put the car into drive and then stepped on the gas pedal, pushing it all the way down to the floorboard. I could hear the engine growing louder. And then I took my other foot off the brake and the car lunged forward. I remember seeing in the rearview mirror dirt and gravel flying…
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Betrayed…
After the argument with my mom about giving me beer for my acne, I had asked my mom to stop seeing her boyfriend because I felt he was an alcoholic. I felt this way because all they did was go out to bars and drink heavily. This was the most important request I ever made…
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Crimson And Clover…
One night my mom and I were invited to our new neighbor’s trailer. This is the trailer where the most beautiful girl I had ever seen lived. And I was about to meet her in person, and her mom too. I was so nervous. I wondered if she would even talk to me. My confidence…
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The Man With Magazines…
I have decided to share this memory. This is a memory that should not be in anyone’s life experiences, especially from the time of our youth. And yet, these types of encounters are reported in the news almost every week. Unfortunately for me, this experience is now a part of my memories from my teenage…
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Beer For Acne…
After we moved into the trailer park my mom started to go out more after work with the two brothers’ mom and people from her work. I also began to hear her talk more about the other people she met for drinks after work as well. One name kept coming up in her conversations. One…
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Making Out…
When the two brothers and I hung out at the bowling alley we would always be checking out the girls. We would make comments to each other about their looks, their hair, their body shape. And if they made the cut, we would talk about their eyes which required us to greet them up close…
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Shotguns And Horses…
Fall was a fun time for me. Not only was I now bowling in a league, but this was also the time when I learned about trap shooting and riding horses. Our neighbors directly next to us had a young toddler boy that I began to babysit to earn some money. The dad was a…