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Entry #6
Today, I lost my shirt. In my own house.
Not sure how I did it. It's a gray shirt with a DARE logo on the front. It wasn't a great shirt, but I still kinda liked it.
While getting the laundry from outside, I noticed that my shirt wasn't there. I shrugged this off and went back inside. Then I looked in my closet. Not there. In my room. Nada. I tore up the entire house looking for it.
It was gone. Without a trace. Poof. Abracadabra style. Like it never existed.
I have three possible explanations for this anomaly:
1. Someone stole it and ran off with it.
2. Aliens stole it and ran/glided/floated/flew/teleported away with it.
3. My family is playing a practical joke on me.
If you happen to find this shirt in your house, A. Keep it. Who knows what you've done with it? And/Or B. Stay away from my laundry!
Wipe your feet on the way out of my mind.
Socks
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