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Chapter 3 by Franz127 Franz127

Who are you? What about you has changed?

A Loser (Life Change) (2nd Person)

You didn't know where you were, you were in a malaise. You just a couple months ago you lost your job, your house, and just about everything else you had. Now your walking the streets, drunk of the you bought with with the last of your money. You tried, and well life didn't work out to well for you, and just when you think your luck will turn, they take it away from you.

You trip over yourself, which results in you dropping the bottle formerly belonging to your hand. "I was supposed to have a better life!" You scream as if to plead to for you to be spared. You drop to your knees and start sobbing uncontrollably. Just then you feel a pair of hands grab you raggedy coat, and throw you into the damp alley way, "get lost, you filthy fucking beggar," a voice says as you lay on the ground hearing the footsteps get further away, slowly fading out of consciousness.

Waking Up

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