Saturday, July 2, 2016

My First Encounter With The Penal System

I was just a little kid. We had a community center in our neighborhood. I wandered into a locker room one afternoon when almost no one was around. A teenage boy was lying on his back on a bench, his pants unzipped. A girl was giving him a hand with his situation. He never looked my way but she sure did. The next day, a pair of white tennis shoes appeared before me. She had tracked me down. "Little boy! Don't you tell! Don't you ever tell!" I looked up. Her eyes were blazing. Well, I'm telling. I'm telling now.

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