Life Moments You'll Always Remember

Nameless Ghoul

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Any context, it's late and I'm drunk (I don't care). I was on a phone interview, and received a call from my grandmother who was in hospice. I immediately ended the interview, and for roughly 5 minutes we spoke together, it was her beautiful last "good-bye" because she died the next day. She was so thoughtful, and a fighter until end. Along with finding out in the end my "favorite aunt", was dialing everyone's phone number in the family for her so she could have the chance to have a last conversation with all of us. I'll always love that. Sending that call to ignore would have haunted me always, love you forever and always Grandma.
 
While in the intermediates back in the day for little league baseball, I hit a homerun to win the game and get us into the finals. Then in the last game of the finals I hit a grand slam to win.

I was invited to try out for the allstar team that year.
 
While in the intermediates back in the day for little league baseball, I hit a homerun to win the game and get us into the finals. Then in the last game of the finals I hit a grand slam to win.

I was invited to try out for the allstar team that year.
Same. But I scored 4 touchdowns in the city finals.... Life was so good back then.
 
One time in high school someone farted in French class and our old Romanian teacher smelled it, throwing her into an absolute fit of rage. She decided that we were not continuing class until she knew who it was so that she could give them detention. After a long Mexican stand off with nobody confessing she decided that the whole class would get detention if nobody owned up. Still nothing. She gets out the pad of paper to write us all up, and like a martyr I raised my hand and told her that I, in fact, was the one whose fart she smelled, sparing the rest of the class.

I was a hero that day. I’ll never forget it.
 
Was it at Polk High?
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I had a classmate with a Carrie uppbringing who turned out alright. Was even pleasant and gave me some music tips. I was genuinely impressed by him.
 
The time I banged my cousin for almost two months at my grandparents house.

It started with me sticking my hands down her pants she returned the favor and asked stick it in her that and it was on.

She also gave a great handjob but never got any oral.

Great times never the less.
 
The day Michael Jackson died.
My family and I were glued to the screen. I'd never seen anything like it since. Every news channel was broadcasting that he'd died and every music channel was playing his music videos on repeat.
 
I once got kicked in the balls by a horse. It hurt so bad, but eventually it stopped. However, I still remember that day we'll and the pain. Even remember the way my brother laughed at me afterwards.
 
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