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Question by ? Vanilla Bear?: What do you think of my writing?
After spending that morning helping my mom pick out new table linens, I never thought the day could have gotten much worse. Long behold, something else just had to go wrong. From where I was standing, it looked like my brother Chris was mowing the lawn in his underwear and, on top of that, he was guzzling a bottle of whiskey. It was the kind we used to dare each other to drink as kids. I remember those bets so clearly: us sneaking down into Dad's bar, Chris taking the first swig and passing it to me, and then me vomiting in the fish tank.

Part of me didn't even want to go to his house that evening. All I wanted to was spend a

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