I lost my best friend today.
I saw her put her shoes on at my door, picked up her keys, put on her coat, then walk right out that door and down the street.
I watched from the upstairs window as she stood at the bus stop.
She was there for a long time, but suddenly she started walking back.
I rushed down to the door and held the lock in place.
No fucking way I’m letting her walk away from me again, she ain’t even getting in through the door.

Who’s out there?
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Hello?
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Oh, I remember you! That night, back when I was 5. That was you in the bushes right?
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You’ve still got that growl thing down. That’s good to kn………….