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Please God Take Me now

 

            
             As of the 25th of August nineteen ninety six, I no longer drink. My friends LuCretia, Kisha, Cherese and I decided that we would go to the bar to celebrate Cherese's twentieth birthday. Our first sign that we should not be there was that Cherese could get into the bar and drink, while not yet being twenty-one. This was the beginning of the worst day of my life.
             On the morning that we decided to go out Cherese and I decided to go to the beauty salon and get our hair and nails done, and after that go to the mall and do some shopping. While at the mall we ran into a friend of ours that, we knew from high school. Her name was Kim and she told us about a party that she was having at a bar that we should go to. She also told us that she knew the man that owned the bar and that he would let Cherese in even though she was not twenty-one. To Cherese and I this sounded like the place that we wanted to be. We could not have been so wrong.
             After leaving the mall, we met up with Cretia and Kisha at Friday's for dinner. We sat, talked, ate, drank, and had a good time. Normally none of us drink but for some reason that day at Friday's we decided to get a pitcher of Margaritas. Like I said before none of us really drank, so you can imagine how silly we where acting after our Margaritas. After spending about three hours at dinner, we decided that it was time to go home and get dressed for our night in the town, and oh what a night it was. .
             We decide that we would take Kisha's truck, since everyone else had a small car, and we all wanted to be together. After getting to our destination (much to our delight), we discovered that it was a bar called Joe D's. We knew that all the "ballers" hung out there, so we knew that this was the place that we wanted to be. After getting inside that bar, we thought that we where entering Heaven. It was some many people in there that people where literally standing shoulder to shoulder.


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