Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Run.

They're just sitting there. Just sitting. Why are the police just sitting there? They are not leaving. They're not even moving. What the hell? They are just sitting, not moving, just talking. I have to go. Like, now. I mean, I have to leave because if I don't they are going to come looking for me. Shit. Why are they still there? I have to go. I have to go now. I have to leave. Damn this bag. Damn. Damn. I can run. I can run right past them to the house. I can run through the alley. I can run in the shadows. God. These damn cops. So abrasive. I have to go. I have to. If I don't they're going to come for me. Shit. Shit. Shit.

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