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Posted by T H E A S Y L U M on 01-06-2001 01:33 AM:

The Story of Me, Part 2 of 3 by Jyates - 01/05/01 - 19:33:27

The Story of Me, Part 2 of 3 «

Posted by SocialParasite on 01-06-2001 01:55 AM:


These have been the BEST user updates ever.

Have a good day, and if you feel like subjecting your genitals to high doses of x-ray radiation I'm sure the world will kindly thank you.

Posted by Postmodgirl on 01-06-2001 01:58 AM:


Ok 2 beers

El lobo pierde los dientes más no las mientes.
The wolf loses his teeth, not his nature.
- Mexican-American saying

Posted by Emerald on 01-06-2001 03:07 AM:


Copywrite it.

Here????? Now??????

Posted by Princess_Chelle on 01-06-2001 04:21 AM:

Thumbs up

im really glad you decided to share this story this way Jyates.


**sweet surrender**

Posted by Dead_Inside on 01-06-2001 05:31 PM:


Enjoying the story.

Im sure it ends well, right now, however, Im thinking thank God Im not you.

Posted by JoeyCat on 01-06-2001 07:54 PM:


Originally posted by SocialParasite:
These have been the BEST user updates ever.

I agree


Posted by Nutrimentia on 01-07-2001 07:47 AM:


most stories don't have dates, but you provided one. It is kind of weird to remember what you were doing on a certain and then think about what else was going on in other's worlds at the same time. On December 19-20, 1989, I was travelling across the frozen wasteland known as North Dakota with my mom, sister and brother on our way home to Idaho from Minneapolis for the holidays. We thought we had it bad......

Some time between September 1989 and September 1990, I found out that one of my best friends had shot and killed his mom. The details are forever unknown for sure. Either the gun went off ina struggle or he shot her intentionally. I knew them both well; I had practically lived at his house as a kid.

I knew he was in solitary confinement at the time on a suicide watch. I could only imagine what someone in that position would feel like. I called the station but the cops wouldn't patch me through to him. He did have some phone privileges though, and after I explained who I was, the cop was nice enough to give this friend my number. He called me collect and we just talked about stuff for a hour or so. We never talked about the phone call, but I would like to think that I helped shine a little bit of light into what surely was a dark time for him.

I don't mean to co-opt your stage here, Jyates. This is an incredible story and you've got my respect. Just thought I would share my little bits, even though my life story doesn't hold a candle to you.

Power on bro!

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