"Bright Side" by Valerie O'Riordan

[Robert McEvily]

The only time I ever got robbed, I slept right through it. There was a fireworks display in the park at the end of the road, and I went to bed with my earplugs in, hard little waxy balls that blocked out the commotion so that the kids on the street with their bangers and beer cans and firecrackers moved around in jerky silence, like delinquent mimes. In the morning I missed my alarm and got up late to find in the middle of the living room floor, a cracked and filthy toilet bowl, surrounded by broken glass and damp leaves and that was it. Everything else was gone. The neighbours' dog was watching me through the smashed window, her paws resting carefully on the windowsill and her head poking through this new and exciting breach in the fortress. I stood for a little while in the doorway, not breathing properly, and then I lit a cigarette and sat gingerly on the edge of the toilet and wondered if I could get anything for it on eBay.

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[Bradley Alan]

Do you ever have those moments when you think...geez, I wish I would have written that. This six was that moment for me today. Thank you.

[Cita]

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