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Lincoln was at school. He sat next to his class door and saw that Clyde wasn't gonna show up. It had been a week since he came to school. Lincoln was saddened by this as Clyde was the only person lincoln could tell about how he was feeling, but lately, Clyde was busy. Lincoln still had a couple of minutes before class began, so he pulled out his phone and then went to Clyde's number and called him.
No answer.
"Fuck!" Lincoln said
He hung up the Phone just wandered around the school until the bell rang.
The Bell rung and Lincoln went to his class. and sat in his desk, he pulled the hood of his hoodie over his head and put his head down. He was too tired for this bullshit.
Ms. Johnson walked in the class and began to tell the class what the plan was and what they would be doing. Lincoln didn't want to hear it. He didn't want to hear the same thing that was said every day. Same words a different day. Same problems a different day.
A loop.
It was that life was.
Once you realized that life is a loop the more you grow bored of life, and when this happens life will make your own life bad or boring. Unfortunately, life already gave him that punishment. Once you realized that you, your family, your friends, and your children would live within this endless cycle of doing the same thing, going through the same problems, you realize that everything is meaningless. Sure wars happened, countries argued, people killed others, crimes were committed, but when did that ever stop? Never.
"Lincoln, will you please put your hood down," Ms. Johnson asked kindly
Lincoln did as he was told, as much as he didn't want the light hitting his sleepy eyes he did what she asked. She was just doing her job, after all, she wasn't trying to order him around. Lincoln leaned back in his chair and listened to the lesson that Mrs. Johnson was giving.
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Lunch had finally come around and Lincoln used this opportunity to give someone else a call, He called them a lot now that he was feeling this way. he went to his contacts and called Ronnie Anne. The phone ringed and ringed and ringed but she didn't pick up and it went straight to her answering machine.
"Sup, you reached Ronnie Anne Santiago, if your hearing this then I'm not at the phone, just leave a message," The answering machine told Lincoln
the beep was heard and lincoln decided to leave, what he was sure was his 10th message to her.
"Hey, it's me again" Lincoln began "Look I know that you don't want to talk to me and I understand... I'm sure that getting all these messages from me must be annoying and probably a waste of time to listen to them all..." Lincoln said
Lincoln sighed into the phone, he smiled "I've got a joke" Lincoln said "This guy goes to the doctor, he tells the doctor he's feeling depressed and threatened by everything around him, he tells the doctor that he's scared to get out of bed right? So the Docter looks at the man and says "The cure is simple" The doctor told him "The great clown Pagliacci is in town, he should cheer you up" The doctor told the man, the man, then burst into tears and with great pain along his face he looked to the doctor and said "but doctor... I AM the great Clown Pagliacci...", Everyone laughed, snare drum is heard, curtains close... good joke huh?" Lincoln asked before hanging up the phone
Lincoln sighed, He looked at the clock on his phone and saw that lunch wasn't going to end for a good 20 minutes. Lincoln took out his pack of cigarettes and his lighter. put it in his mouth and lit the cigarette. took a deep buff of it and released the grey smoke into the air. The feeling of joy was felt around his body. Happiness filled him once again. He knew, however, that he would need another just to feel better when he was home.