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A fictional short-short story
I hate myself. I can’t believe I ran over my sister. I fucking killed her!
I kept blowing-off my parents when they told me to stop vaping but I just couldn’t.
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Then this morning, when I had just a few hits — Okay, it was Godfather OG — I realized I was late for school, so I rushed out to my car — Well, as fast as a stoned stoner can rush. My parents had gotten me a car for passing ten drug tests in a row, but it was easy to cheat: My friend lent me his piss.
I backed out of the driveway and I swear I thought I had looked but I guess I didn’t look enough.
I’m sitting in a holding cell and for now at least, I can text, which is how I’m getting to write to you.
People don’t realize how hard it is to stop. I mean, therapy didn’t work, a support group didn’t work, even my parents promising me a car didn’t work — Like I said, I just borrowed a friend’s piss. I am not a bad person; I feel horrible. Just maybe, this will make me stop. Maybe.
I read this aloud on YouTube.
Marty Nemko is a career and personal coach and author of 32 books, including his just-published Affirmative Actions. You can reach Marty at mnemko@comcast.net
