How To Be An Alcoholic

By TheShyAssassin

Thu, 13 Aug 2020
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I refuse to believe in false prophets.
I only know a lonely boy.
I watched him from afar.
Not afar.
I stood next to him.
As he walked around the cricket pitch at school during break.
He was happy there.
He’s not now.
Dad bought him a suitcase of books because everyone said he was really clever.
I’m not.

 

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Submitted by Tom Brown on

I don't understand the story but you've got alcoholic spelt wrong. Happens to the best of us. This is a bit wierd actually.