Well my Father gave me a chore to do. "It's time to clean out your baggage car!" "What?" I ask. "YOUR BAGGAGE CAR." he say's sternly. "Okay" I shuffle of to the car. The place is so full of garbage I can hardly get the door open. Then when I do this, a horrible smell hits my nose! And I can hear the gagging coming from other passagers. "She hasn't done that in a long time, if ever" I hear someone say. "Open up the big door before we all choke to death." another one yells. I sign and squeeze through the shit. Swoosh..... The door slide as if HE helped.
A few little ones fly out the door all by themselves; abuse, temper tantrums, and adultery were the tags. I turn to the worst smell of all. Self Pity. This was one huge, slimy stinking bag! I had to remove some smaller ones that had no tags and I couldn't keep them just for a peek, they were in the way. So out the door they flew.
I pulled so hard at that bag, but it wouldn't budge. So I threw out other bags to slide it out. Some the names had been erased, but out the door they went. I crawled up over self pity to get behind it. with all my leg strength I pushed that bag it moved out so fast I couldn't believe it. As it hit the ground it exploded!!! From the stench of it. Wow I couldn't believe it was so ugly.
Turning I saw names of people I had to get rid of. Neil, Lee, Marshalle, Turtle, Jim P., Sue, then my most precious Dwight. I pick it up hugging it close to me, I didn't want to let this one go; but I had to. So I gently tossed him out. Two angels few in and caught the box in mid air! In a blink of an eye they were gone. I'm not sure what that was about but began to throw out more. Family a huge box, on the side it read "No go will come from this box they have been blocked out." So out it went. Dale; now that was something to see, as soon as it hit the ground colorful women's panties flew out. Ah the memories.
I looked around the car, in the corner was addictions. Tar baby, crack, meth, alcoholism, sex, they all had to go; LSD, pills of all kinds right out the door they went.
I sat down and looked around; there were still other box's but they were nicely pilled up and wrapped! The tags said love, joy, peace, kindness, godliness, righteousness, gentleness, purity, truth, honorable, goodness, self-control and faithfulness. The car smelled like flowers blooming. It was refreshing.
I picked up the box of love and headed back to my seat. "I'm hanging on to this one for awhile." I thought to my self. I closed the door behind me.
A few little ones fly out the door all by themselves; abuse, temper tantrums, and adultery were the tags. I turn to the worst smell of all. Self Pity. This was one huge, slimy stinking bag! I had to remove some smaller ones that had no tags and I couldn't keep them just for a peek, they were in the way. So out the door they flew.
I pulled so hard at that bag, but it wouldn't budge. So I threw out other bags to slide it out. Some the names had been erased, but out the door they went. I crawled up over self pity to get behind it. with all my leg strength I pushed that bag it moved out so fast I couldn't believe it. As it hit the ground it exploded!!! From the stench of it. Wow I couldn't believe it was so ugly.
Turning I saw names of people I had to get rid of. Neil, Lee, Marshalle, Turtle, Jim P., Sue, then my most precious Dwight. I pick it up hugging it close to me, I didn't want to let this one go; but I had to. So I gently tossed him out. Two angels few in and caught the box in mid air! In a blink of an eye they were gone. I'm not sure what that was about but began to throw out more. Family a huge box, on the side it read "No go will come from this box they have been blocked out." So out it went. Dale; now that was something to see, as soon as it hit the ground colorful women's panties flew out. Ah the memories.
I looked around the car, in the corner was addictions. Tar baby, crack, meth, alcoholism, sex, they all had to go; LSD, pills of all kinds right out the door they went.
I sat down and looked around; there were still other box's but they were nicely pilled up and wrapped! The tags said love, joy, peace, kindness, godliness, righteousness, gentleness, purity, truth, honorable, goodness, self-control and faithfulness. The car smelled like flowers blooming. It was refreshing.
I picked up the box of love and headed back to my seat. "I'm hanging on to this one for awhile." I thought to my self. I closed the door behind me.
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