TRIP DOWN THE MEMORY LANE

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While glaring at the bloody bat in my hands, the only thing that I was worried about was the reason behind the source of that bat. Why God do I got to suffer? What did I do to deserve that? I was clearly minding my own business. Whenever that Todd comes into my room, he stirs some trouble. Besides him, nobody else would bring that bag into my room. I was sure of that. Thus, the only thing was for to approach Todd subtly about it. Just when I stood to get to the bathroom, I heard the footsteps of my mother. She was climbing the staircase to get to my room. I slipped the dirty bat inside my bathroom and stood in the middle of my room barefoot and confused.  Around that moment, my mother entered my room to see me looking completely out of it.  “Are you okay? Is the thing with the infiltrat

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