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I wanted platinum for so long. I had Silver, but it wasn't enough, then I applied for Gold, but still I was thirsty for more. When my platinum card arrived I was so excited I jumped in the pool with my clothes on.
I crouch down to see if I can hear what they are saying, but the cold stone wall doesn't allow the sound to reach me very easily. Instead all I hear is a muffled conversation. I can only make out some of the words. One word I do recognise. Adopted.
Let's celebrate the goodness and the mercy and the love and all great things from our Lord from up above. let's celebrate the music and the singing and the laughter. Let's celebrate our love both now and forever after.
I have no concern whatsoever for the state of this world. I've given up on all those red necks, complainers, do-gooders, money hungry street murchants and all others who would seek to make my life a misery. I've also given up on love. May she rest in peace.
The two of them stood there with their hands to their sides. Neither moved at first. Suddenly there was a loud bang and both of them shook, then checked each one's private parts. To their right, a young man fell to the ground. Confused, they looked at each other and shrugged.
In the pouch was an old diary. He had not seen it before. He hesitated, before reaching into the pocket and carefully pulling it out. He turned the cover and there on the first page was his name, not the name his friends call him, but his full name, the one his mother had given him.
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