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I'm getting really freaked out now, guys.
Something really weird happened last night when I was picking Eddie Willis up from his clarinet recital. Maybe I'm just being paranoid, but I'm pretty sure we were being tailed by some weird guy wearing a fur coat and rawhide leather pants. Eddie's school is on 81st street, and we had to get to the subway at 86th street, and this guy was definitely following us around. I was scared, so I kept moving across the street, and at one point, we ducked into a Rite Aid in hopes of losing this guy. When we got out, there was no sign of him, but a block later, Eddie almost got hit by some kind of blow dart! At this point, Eddie is crying and screaming, just totally flipping out. I take him into my arms and run a block, but then I get winded because Eddie's pretty big for a 12 year old and it's too much for me to handle. Luckily, I was able to hail a cab and we got home safe, but now I'm terrified to leave the house.
This is too much. I don't know if I can take this! |
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