I found a draft notice, a Selective Service System draft letter.
From that moment on, everything that I found joy in was sucked out of me like a black hole sucking all the light from its surrounding. In a matter of seconds, the letter took away my happiness, my future, my life. I felt like a hollow body. For the longest time, I was just...standing there staring at the letter; not even reading it, just staring at the three words: "Selective Service System."
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