Saturday
Like I said,Mom keeps trying to get me to the pool with her and my little brother, but the thing is my family belongs to the town pool, not the country club. And, once you've tasted the country club life, its hard to go back to being an ordinary Joe at the town pool.
Besides, last year I swore to myself that i would never go back to that place again. At the town pool you have to go through the locker room before you can go swimming, and that means walking through the shower area, where grown men are soaping down right in the open.
The first time I walked in the men's locker room at the town pool was one of the most traumatic experiences of my life.
I'm probably lucky that I didn't go blind. Seriously,I don't see why Mom and Dad bother to try to protect me from horror movies and stuff like that if they're gonna expose me to something about a thousand times worse.
I really wish mom would stop asking me to go to the town pool because, every time she does, it puts images in my mind that I've been trying hard to forget.
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