We interrupt our newly scheduled program for something really special.
I found a dog collar at Sherri’s house that fit me perfectly — nothing fancy, just a heavy red cotton belt with a buckle and a leash loop. I imagined that I looked like Cheetah Chrome in it, and even if I didn’t I felt like a Dead Boy so it was good enough for me. I liked it so much that I decided to wear it to school along with a metal leash.
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