Day 17: Direction
Day 17: Direction direction stories

charliesheldon philosopher & pervayor of weird cat pics
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GloPoWriMo day 17: Direction. Another not-quite-poem-more-of-a-story-really post.

Day 17: Direction

I'm stumbling down this dark forest path

The sounds of my classmates distant behind me

I'm drunk, or high, or both

I honestly could not say

But the ground comes up to hug me

“Get up,” someone says

I don't know how long I laid there

I roll over

“Get UP,” a woman's voice challenges.

I drag myself onto my knees, my feet

I feel like I'm going to throw up

But I don't

“Come on” she says

Grabs my hand, grabs my heart

“Let's get you cleaned up. Get you a ride home.”

“Thank you”

“Thank me tomorrow at school, idiot”

“I don't know which direction is home”

“That's alright, we can figure this out, idiot.”

We never did figure it out

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