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  • Nightly AA-Meeting

    August 15, 2009 — With 310 words & Read — Labelled as: Story
    Two thin sticks on the pale clock are pointing obvious enough to see it’s 8 o’clock.
    Meaning the anorexics meeting is over, the seats go empty waiting for new butts to sit on them.
    In this empty school they use some of the classrooms to hold all kind of meetings at night.
    Now the AA-Group can hold one of their meetings, AA stands for ‘Anonymous Amputators’.
    People missing limbs and other things start to drip in, pick up a tag, cup of coffee, and a piece of pie for those who still have a mouth.
    Don’t be mistaken by these people, they did it DIY or called in a doctor, and find they are addicted to removing parts of themselves.
    “Alright people lets get started, we will go in a clockwise direction so people can tell how their week has been.”
    The group leader says, an amputee herself who had gone that step to far and is now a head attached to a machine because she had amputated her whole body up to her head.
    “So Robby it’s your turn first how was your week?” She asks.
    Robby that has no feet answers her “It went alright, except for the time I wanted to buy shoes that I didn’t need.”
    “Ok, well everyone congratulate Robby on having such a good week.”
    Everyone wants to clap, but not everyone still has hands or arms to do so.
    The whole group shouts “Good Job Robby!” instead.
    “Now Nancy tell us how your week was.” The group leader asks.
    Nancy who has had her nose removed and has only one ear, looks sideways and answers
    “Well, I had some difficulty this week..”
    The sound of someone coming towards the classroom stops the conversation.
    A man that has his head attached to his arm that is put on his neck and has one leg to hop with is standing in the door post
    “Sorry I’m late, is this the Anonymous Transplantators meeting?”
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