October 2005-October 2006
I
woke up one day and I was twenty-seven. Ten years had passed since high school.
I still wasn’t ready to go out and start a life but I’d exhausted the option of
giving up before I tried. I determined to go out and get a job. Mom, my
brother, and I moved to a larger city. I got a job as a cashier. My
kindergarten dream had come true. I hated it. Being on my feet for 8 hours
after being sedentary for 10 years was torture. Being around people after being
essentially alone for 10 years was worse.
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