The Scar on My Neck

I was 18 years old and freshly out on my own in the world after escaping a sheltered home life under my evil stepmother. I hadn't been on many dates before this, three to be exact. Back then before the movie started it was custom as poor teenagers to go by candy from the next door gas station or Walmart then sneak it into the theater. He said he wished his teeth were pointier, sharper and how he wanted to get them sharpened to make sucking blood easier. This boy truly believed this shit I thought.

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