"I hated that bitch"
I had made my way over to the little place that I call home now. I haven't seen the Elephant since our encounter at the liquor store. It wasn't until now that point that I started to think about leaving this "safe" place. I have been doing great, but seeing that thing really puts a thought in my head. Is it getting worse, this plague-voodoo shit? In all honesty, that thing didn't come after me for some reason or another, and that kind of thing… Continue