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Submitted to Contest #303
I used to be the life of the party. Every weekend, the same routine played out like clockwork: drinks flowing, music blasting so loud it shook the walls, and a revolving door of faces — some familiar, many not. I was the friend who always knew where the next party was, the one who never said no to another round, another dance, another night that blurred into morning, another strong drink. At the time, it felt like freedom, like I was living life on my own terms, surrounded by people who seemed to care. But looking back, I realize how much of...
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