Confessions of the dark …. by EM Kingston
The Ramblings of E.M. Kingston

“Dig deep…” she said, “and look inside yourself” as she scratched out notes on her notepad.
I rolled my eyes a bit and slumped in my seat. I wondered what she was writing down on that piece of paper. I couldn’t see it, but I bet she was doodling. She was probably bored to death, especially since I was not volunteering any information to the conversation. I am a quirky person, and “socially unacceptable” was the title I gave myself. I figured I would use the time to torment the good doctor to see how far I could go before she started asking the more usual questions.
“Doc…you are the professional. Shouldn’t you be asking me questions or something?” I poked with my words for an answer. “Dig deep? About what? You haven’t asked me anything. You want me to tell you about how I…
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