I would swear on my life that this actually happened.
I went to Las Vegas with a couple friends and my brother. While we walked up and down the strip, we stopped at all the casinos like everyone does, and we drank a lot! I probably drank the most.
In one of the casinos, I had to use the restroom. After I washed my hands, I felt like I was going to pass out. I started blacking out and my last thought was, "I don't want to pass out on the casino floor, I'll go sit down in a stall till I feel better.." and that was it, nobody knows what happened.
I woke up on the floor of a stall, my face was bloodied and bruised. I must have hit the ground, but nobody attacked me or took my wallet.
While I was out cold, I remember walking out of the restroom, and I saw my friend Emmett. He died by suicide a year earlier. I saw him like he used to look in Junior High. We just talked for a while like old friends, and he told me to go back into the bathroom. And then I woke up.
2006-07-23
15:41:41
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