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Hello. My Name Is Memphis, I am a 13yr old Boy who lives In Albany, New York. I love anime, Manga, And Otaku Culture. I also love Writing. My passion for writing came from Fanfics, Of shows that I wish had a different Ending. I myself wrote a Fic once, Though I dropped it after many times of second guessing, Rewriting.. And.. School. I'm sure many could understand. Anyhow, I still continue to write fics. Or atleast the drafts, I don't release them. Why? Simply not proud of them.

Memphis!

I hear a voice downstairs. You see, I Live in a three story house. Not those extravagant ones, but a simple One.

Coming!

I ran downstairs to see what the problem was.

-Memphis."

"Yes?"

-Did you wash your dish after you ate?"

"Yeah?"

Why is she asking me this?

-Then why do I see a dish in the Sink."

Huh? Really.

"Mother, Just Because there's a dish in the sink, why do you ASSUME that it's me?"

I asked with a blank expression.

-What Makes we wanna think it's not you?"

Sigh… I pulled out my phone and went to the gallery. I knew this would happen so just in case..

"Mom, Look, I Recorded me washing the Dishes.. It was probably you or Big bro or Anyone else in this house. It wasn't me.. video Proof.. I'll be Heading upstairs now."

Dumbfounded, my mom sighed and washed the dish in the sink. I took back my phone and went upstairs.

Ding!

Huh?

{@Memphis, I need help}

It was a message from one of my homies.. Devon.

Confused I Replied "Get In Vc"

***

-Hello?

"Yo. So what is it that you need help with?" I inquired

-I'm high!

"Ok, and?"

-I Need you to drive me back home!

I, Was… Dumbfounded.

(Long Silence)

Breathing in And Out

"...Devon?"

-Yes?

"As much as I love you (Heterosexually) You gotta understand… IMA FUCKING MINOR YOU DUMBASS!"

-Oh. So what do I do?

"Call Timothy or something.. he's old enough to drive a car. I'm sure he can help.."

-Oh.. Thanks

"Sigh.. your welcome Devon.."

What Troublesome friends I have…

(End)