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08 "The Rug Pull"

 I have to write this quickly and hope that someone will believe me! Cuz I didn't do this!
    So, there are sometimes these piles of garbage and stuff that people leave outside their house on the side of the road, right? It's right next to where they leave their garbage cans. Everything they leave out there is free for the taking. It's brilliant, a perfect way to get some stuff like furniture or rugs or books that other people don't want.
    And everything seemed perfectly normal when we pulled up. There were a bunch of rugs that were rolled up tight. I saw them and thought they would look cute in my new apartment. I didn't have much to furnish the place, so i needed to get some rugs and chairs and stuff. And I figured the rugs would help tie the rooms together. So I stopped and picked them up.
    But the rugs were a little heavier than they seemed. I hoisted them in to my back seat one at a time. They were some brutal things to move, but I somehow managed.
    Not long after, I got home and had to get them out and drag each one of these rolled up rugs to my apartment. I figured I couldn't do it on my own, so I knocked on the door of my neighbor, We weren't exactly friends but we went to the same school together. I told him my situation and he offered to help me. He had to turn off a game or something but he was right out to help carry the rugs inside.
    After what felt like an eternity, we finally got all the rugs inside my apartment. We joked around a bit and I asked if he wanted to see what they looked like, cuz I also had no idea. I unrolled one that had some pink white design on it. As I unrolled it there was something in the middle of the rug. Was that an arm?!
    I screamed and stumbled backward. He too looked like he was in shock. He looked at it and back to me in horror. But the curiousity got the worst of us. We knew this was bad, but what about the other rugs?!
    We unraveled the next ones and there were different body parts inside. Another leg. Arms. A torso. He and I were horrified by what we saw. There was one last rug. We slowly unrolled it. It was a human head.

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