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Buring the Books
This morning I woke up, per usual and went through my daily routine. Similar to everyday, Mildred was sound asleep. I immediately made my way to the station, as I was promptly greeted with the sirens flashing. We each made our way to our destination and went through our belongings. After looking through the faithless novels, we all went outside to stack them on top of each other. I must admit that these lines of work is thrilling.

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The Strange Woman
As I was walking back home, I came face to face with an odd woman. According to her, she was named Clarisse and she was seventeen years old. She started to talk to me on the train, but her aspect was similar to talking to an old friend. Right before we were approaching my stop, it came to my surprise that she told me that she in fact lived on the same block as me. As we both got down to take our stop, she opened up a little more to me and told me that she was a high school teacher. However, she asked a lot of questions, which sort of puzzled me.

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My Wife Overdosed
As I arrived home after talking to Clarisse, I found Mildred on the couch wearing her headphones. However, as I was walking, I kicked over a bottle of sleeping pills. It all made sense to me. I called the ambulance and they gave her a blood transfusion with the Snake. As they were assisting her, I looked outside to see Clarisse´s house, pondering about what she had said to me earlier. I decided to sleep it off.

The next day, Mildred had forgot everything. Maybe she simply did not want to confess to me. Mildred had denied that she had overdosed on pills completely.  Yet, she started talking about the plot of her stupid parlor family on TV. Not caring about something so minor, I left to go to work.