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| had to go back to high school again to finish some credits tho i'd been avoiding it most of the year. i dressed poorly, unshaven, i didn't care what the other students thought of me. i was in hempstead, made my way to holy trinity where i decided i wouldn't say much to anyone. 4th floor locker, i took wheelchair-friendly escalator, combo was 8-8-8-2 and there was very little in it. 1st period was religion w/ mr. torti, i'm already late, room 212 (schedule taped in back of notebook), i stood outside the room--they were watching Power Rangers. how stupid, i thought, but as i watched i saw something in it, the monster arisen from the ooze, how they fought it, their weapon hit it, the wound spread like a cancer. i decided to quit. i had nothing more to fear from high school. i went to the office to make sure but they were backed up so i just said fuck it--i already had my BA and masters, what's the worst they could do? back home, dishes piled in the sink, my mother fought with my sister, knife and fingernails, i got b/t them and broke it up. enough!
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