Class Prompt: In Your Pocket

The prompt was to write something about an object that your character has with them at all times. In first person. I'm lucky we didn't have to turn this in today, seeing as I wrote it at midnight this morning and it's craaaaaap. I'm going to do a different version of it so that I don't have to read dialogue aloud; it'll solve the awkward and potentially insulting problem of me having to pretend to have a stammer when reading Kai's lines.

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( the keys to the store and all that pizzazz )

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I'm having a bit of a surreal day. Not sure why. I didn't even realize it until I walked out of Fiction Writing class and saw one of my friends in passing and was very startled to see someone who said hello to me ... which is weird, because I was talking to another guy five minutes previously, and I spent half an hour talking to my dad and sister before lunch ...  but somehow those didn't count. Weird and Kai-like, hm ...