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Once had a very good close caring friend I thought the great times would never end My boyfriend and I visited him habitually everyday For many movies we watched, and games we’d play One night my boyfriend left his gray jacket, I went to retrieve it so he wouldn’t worry I returned to our friends to pick it up, have a short visit so I could leave in a hurry When I arrived my good friend was acting very odd, very strange I gave him a big hug and I could feel in him, there was a change This wasn’t like him, and I felt in my mind I should leave He seemed out of character , and I felt of doom and grief We visited in his garage, which was also not normal It was just an unannounced trip, it wasn’t to be formal I noticed when I stepped in all this red paint he had spilled on the floor and ceiling My thoughts of dread and darkness, I had stumbled in on was quite a scary feeling As we were talking, he started slowly pulling down each blind. I felt like I was a trapped animal, but I kept quiet in my mind Soon, I heard a noise like a crying cat behind boxes, and I heard something fall He said it was his cat that was playing nothing to worry about, wasn’t anything at all. I cleared my voice then said all of a sudden, well I must go soon That my boyfriend was waiting for me, and it was almost noon. He said you’re right, I know how he gets when you’re not on time   Gave him a hug, quickly left, didn’t want to impose on his chime. I left quickly without the gray jacket, and I really didn’t care Just wanted to leave, there no more words for me to share Two days later we read in the paper with fear Our friend was arrested, that had been so dear He was arrested for first degree ****** and **** The fear of reading this we could not ever escape Fearing we’d soon be contacted by the authorities We didn’t talk about this to anyone, it was a priority No one ever contacted us, and we were quite relieved This is the story that my grand-kids will never believe. I always wondered if I had disturbed him that day And if I could have been next, if I decided to stay Many years later, I will never tell exactly Just glad that it’s over and I feel quite lucky Copyright 2015 All rights reserved.
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Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 2:07 PM UTC
The Missing Jacket
Once had a very good close caring friend I thought the great times would never end My boyfriend and I visited him habitually everyday For many movies we watched, and games we’d play One night my boyfriend left his gray jacket, I went to retrieve it so he wouldn’t worry I returned to our friends to pick it up, have a short visit so I could leave in a hurry When I arrived my good friend was acting very odd, very strange I gave him a big hug and I could feel in him, there was a change This wasn’t like him, and I felt in my mind I should leave He seemed out of character , and I felt of doom and grief We visited in his garage, which was also not normal It was just an unannounced trip, it wasn’t to be formal I noticed when I stepped in all this red paint he had spilled on the floor and ceiling My thoughts of dread and darkness, I had stumbled in on was quite a scary feeling As we were talking, he started slowly pulling down each blind. I felt like I was a trapped animal, but I kept quiet in my mind Soon, I heard a noise like a crying cat behind boxes, and I heard something fall He said it was his cat that was playing nothing to worry about, wasn’t anything at all. I cleared my voice then said all of a sudden, well I must go soon That my boyfriend was waiting for me, and it was almost noon. He said you’re right, I know how he gets when you’re not on time   Gave him a hug, quickly left, didn’t want to impose on his chime. I left quickly without the gray jacket, and I really didn’t care Just wanted to leave, there no more words for me to share Two days later we read in the paper with fear Our friend was arrested, that had been so dear He was arrested for first degree ****** and **** The fear of reading this we could not ever escape Fearing we’d soon be contacted by the authorities We didn’t talk about this to anyone, it was a priority No one ever contacted us, and we were quite relieved This is the story that my grand-kids will never believe. I always wondered if I had disturbed him that day And if I could have been next, if I decided to stay Many years later, I will never tell exactly Just glad that it’s over and I feel quite lucky Copyright 2015 All rights reserved.
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Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 2:07 PM UTC
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