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Tales of Terror: My Days as an Active Addict

The Dreaded “Hot Dog Diet”

When I was in the 5th grade, I had to go to the classroom across the hall for reading.  I guess that was my “punishment” for being in the advanced group.  And punishment it was.  For whatever reason, the teacher in that room put my desk in the furthest back corner facing the windows (everyone …Continue reading →