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We couldn't find the dog so I called the newspaper. He was there, they said, though I didn't know why. He had a tag and had only been outside for a few minutes. There was no fee but I would have to come get him right now, they said. I hung up and told my mother I was not going to be the one to go get him this time. She started yelling and I told her I had made forty phone calls on behalf of that dog over the past two days. She didn't care, kept screaming, coming after me.
I left the room furious and remembered we didn't have a dog.
a red cord I was expected to walk across. There was a guideline to hang on to but everything spun and swayed. I could not help but look down to see what my feet were doing - I had no control over them, and terrible balance, and I knew I would fall. Why couldn't I see how far away the ground was?
Back in middle school and I could not find any of the right books. J. Michael sat in front of me and he kept moving his desk up so I couldn't prop my feet on the rack under it. I knew I would be in deep shit about the math book especially.
someone's penis had been shortened by three inches but I don't know why, or whose.