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Here is my story, raw and uncut..... I was a DJ at a small gentleman's club - I loved music, and so I had an "ear" for mixing tracks, plus with my passion of creative writing I wrote lyrics to songs. But working in a club you're around alcohol, and drugs. I quickly got hooked on cocaine, the rich mans drug. Liquor and cocaine was my thing. On the night of my crime, A "homeboy" of mine came over to my apartment with some coke, I had the liquor. So we begin getting high, drinking liquor while playing the Playstation2. We got a call from a mutual friend, a girl we had both dated. She asked us to come over. We said we were on our way. Now by this time, I remember, I was soooo messed up man. But I got in my car, him in the passenger seat - on the way to Jenny's house, we are passing the bottle of Jack back and forth. It's around 2ish in the morning. I was off that night from work. So we pulled in the driveway, we went around back, like we always do at her house. (Everyone goes to the backdoor). The door was unlocked, lights were off, all was quiet - we figured she was asleep. My homeboy goes straight to the kitchen to fix him a sandwich - don't ask me, I have no clue how he could eat. I go into the living room, she's laying on a futon, I jump down next to her, playfully saying, "Girl get your ass up." But to my surprise an older woman jumps up saying , "What are you doing in my house?" _ Now understand I'm high out my mind, I was invited to Jenny's house. Who is this woman screaming, "Get out of my house!" I say, "Where is Jenny?" And she says "No Jenny lives here!" - Then like a light switch comes on! I realize, "Shoot I'm in the wrong house." - Now I know what you're thinking (How would I not know?) I can only say with the amount of alcohol and coke, and the fact, the houses looked the same (It being a subdivision) I believe that's what they call it. So I take off running "Man we in the wrong house" I tell my homeboy. As we are leaving I'm asking him questions like (How we not realize this isn't Jennys office?) He's got this big stupid look on his face - A lot of what happened that night has come back to me over the years. And the look on his face when I asked him that question confirmed - we sure was trashed! Continued in Part 2
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