Saturday, March 05, 2011
travel size products
I was leaving school. I don't know if I was supposed to leave or not. Something felt like I was hiding my leaving. It felt like it was time to go, so maybe I was hiding my leaving so someone wouldn't catch me as I left for one more thing to do. I was following someone else up some stairs. They were through the woods, but the stairs were black carpeting. I saw something on the ground and picked it up. Someone had dropped a travel or sample size of some lip gloss... I left it there in case the person came back. Then I kept seeing more travel sized items. Some hair gel, face wash, and so on, but placed, not dropped. I was thinking. .hmm maybe the person stole the items and didn't want to keep them on their person, or maybe they just wanted to see what someone would do when they found them. When I came to the last ones I saw, I decided... why not and picked them up. Just as I did it a man was walking up and I felt caught. I felt like I shouldn't have been picking up these items that were not mine.
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