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Chapter Nine: Tasting Wine

September 19th, 2015: The day I had wine for the first time. It was raining and I went out to the garden because my friend was calling my name. He brought out 3 barrels of wine. He told me it was for a party, he only needed one barrel though. They’d accidentally given too much, and because they felt bad about the trouble he would have transporting all of it, they didn’t charge him for it. He told me I could keep two and I said no, but then I thought about it and realized I could probably make some money off of it. So I took the barrels and put them in my living room. I stared at them for a few minutes and then I started to listen to “Welcome To New York” “New Romantics” and “Blank Space” I felt super reckless and decided to try some. Because they were barrels, I had to dunk in for my first sip, I really liked the taste and took some more sips. I started to listen to “22” “We Are Never Ever Ever Getting Back Together” and “I Know Places” I went in for a few more sips. After around 20 minutes of dancing and taking sips, I decided to dive into the second fresh barrel, I fully dunked myself in and started swimming around in it. Soon, I realized there was no way out and I started to drown. I got some up my nose and was trying to reach the top of the barrel. “If I am to die, what a fucking stupid way to do it,” I thought. I finally reached the top and grabbed onto the end. Then I fell back down to the bottom, after a bit of air I was strong enough to push the barrel, and I did. All the wine came pouring out of the barrel with me. I was gasping for air.

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