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UNCONSCIOUS
I choke with my own food and I quickly drink a glass of water. “That’s a good idea, what do you think?” Ben asks me. “That’s unnecessary mom, we have so much time” I respond. “You’re in your first thirties! There’s no more time” She says. “Oh, Gosh” I groan. “I’m gonna make a phone call” My mom leaves. “Fiuhh…” My grandma sighs “She’s so fussy!” She says. “Well, you didn’t see more grandma, I live with her for over 30 years” I laugh softly.
“Rosa called me last night, she really
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The sunlight coming through my half-opened window, hitting my bare face and causing me to awake. “Ah, shit” I groan, stretching my body. “This place is messed up!” I say as I’m looking at my house. Everything scattered, food wrappers everywhere, the shoes not placed like they used to, the fridge full opens, making the room temperature kind of cold. “Fuck!” I sigh, getting up from the couch. “I can’t believe this is happening to me” I mumble.I make my way to the kitchen and about to shut the fridge door, instead of cleaning the mess, I grab an apple from the fridge and bite the apple little by little while processing my mind. “I think I have to call Ben and ask him for some help...” I say deep inside. I walk towards the living room and place my ass on the couch, making a good position for me before I grab the phone. “Fiuhhh…” I sigh, grabbing my phone and make my way to call Ben.
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“You’ve been in prison too, dad. You too, Grandma. It’s a family record” I say. “I’ve been there just two days” My grandma replies.“Well, two days is two days, you still in prison though” I shrug, my eyes point her. “This is not a joke, Maia” My mom responds. “Oh God, come on! Don’t you think that I don’t know what this family has done? You all are liars” I state. “Watch your mouth, Maia!” My mom exclaims.My dad suddenly comes and he just talked on the phone with our family lawyer. I crossed my arm and sigh, landing my back on the couch. He sits and he gives me a look “Look, you have four offenses here” My dad starts. “One, you violated public safety. Two, you damaged the company’s property. Three, you attacked someone. And the last, you brought a gun, illegally!” He ends. “Are you fucking kidding me? I shoot the casino’s lamp, not people!” I shout.
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Today is my last day as a free woman. I chose to spend the last day of my freedom with my sister, Rosa. Ben and I have spent so much time in these past few weeks. We went to the beach and enjoyed the day together, eating ice cream and hot dogs. I’m not feeling good in these past weeks since I passed out that day. I have no idea what happened to me that day, I felt like someone just hit my head and that caused me to blackout. “You okay?” Rosa asks, she sits on the couch and chews her snack as she looks at me grabbing more snacks in the kitchen. “
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“Oh, shit! It’s daddy” I was having a nice last day with my sister Rosa, before my dad called me and asked where I am. Rosa and I accidentally meet Riley and Laurie at the ice cream shop not far from my block, they were buying some ice cream before they see us. I haven’t seen Riley and Laurie since I’m out of work a long time ago. It’s really good to see my old friends and talking about some memorial shit when all of us together.
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We pull away and make our way to New Jersey, and we’ll be there around one and half hours. I finally leave Queens and back to my town after a long time, it’s almost 8 PM and I’ll be locked in prison in the next few hours. My dad keeps calling his friend and asked him about my private prison room. They considerate put me into the private prison in the middle of the night so that no one would see how that corrupt people do their job. “You good?” Rosa checking on me from the front seat next to my dad, she keeps asking me the same question over and over again to make sure that I’m alright. “Yeah, don’t worry” I respond. I’m not scared of prison, I’m not scared of everything, my head hurts and it always happens since something strange happens to me last month. “Huk…huk…” I coughed and will immediately throw up. “Hey, hey? Are you okay? Dad stops the car!” Rosa exclaims. I quickly open the car’s door and throw my body on the ground then I thro
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“Mmm right” I chuckle a little bit, my mouth form into a small laugh, my cheeks get rosy as my eyes keep looking at her. “You’re a bad fool, Maia” Z starts to talk. “You can’t fool people but you fool yourself easily” She ends with a little laugh on her face. “Well, right… I’m really bad at it” I reply as I’m tucking a piece of hair behind my ear. “Okay, my turn! I’m gonna ask you a personal question” I start. “Mmm-hmm okay” Z hums.“Why do you like girls? Isn’t it kind of contradictory? I mean, you’re Muslim right? You’re from Middle East” I ask. “Sorry if it’s exaggerated” I heavily breathe intensely, with a little bit of laugher on my face. Z sigh, she takes a deep breath as she looks at me. “I didn’t choose my sexuality. I didn’t choose myself to like women. It’s not about f
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