May 20, 2017

Whenever I looked away, the stove would turn back on and the kitchen faucet would open again. I shouted out into the street for help but no one seemed to care. After running back and forth to keep everything under control, the house finally caught on fire. I ran onto the street to meet some surprised faces. Apparently it was the first time that the neighbors had seen me. I also noticed that a string of Christmas lights would continuously curl up the column behind me no matter how many times I pulled them down. I asked why someone would play such a cruel joke on me. Apparently this was supposed to be a rite of passage and everyone knew about it.

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I thought that I had finished packing out of my dorm when I remembered that it wasn’t the only room that I had lived in during the year. When I went back to my old room, I noticed that all of my coats were still hanging in the closet. It was already too late to store them as my sealed up boxes were in storage. Conveniently, there was a small suitcase next to the closet.

I looked around the room and failed to see any signs that another person had moved in when I left. I wondered if they had ever arrived like they said they would. But that was of little importance now as I had to find the person I had to report to to register my move out.