I racked my brain searching for someway i knew this dead man. I couldn't think of anything. i decided to make my way back to my apartment on the east side of town.
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As i made my way into the old run down building that is my building complex. I reached my apartment 13b. The number always i considered my lucky number but since living here i never have had worse luck. I opened the door to the place i have wanted to leave or so long. I walked into the room that doubled as my kitchen and living room. Painful memory's flooded my head. Thought of the woman i loved. The women i thought i would spend the rest of my life with, but 3 years ago she was taken from me. I walked into the bathroom and striped myself of my stolen clothes, and stepped into the shower. The cold water spraying on my body was nothing but a constant reminder i was still alive. Dried blood washed down the drain and off of me. i stepped out of the shower feeling clean but seeing if only in my mind that the blood was still there. I put on my old shirt and a pair of boxers. I wandered my apartment trying to piece together what had happened to me.
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