I sought my soul, But could not see,
I sought my God, But He eluded me,
I sought my brothers and sisters,
and found all three.

 

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Hi my name is Stacey S.
and I am 
Grateful to be Alive and I'm a compulsive gambler.
my last bet was 02-26-06 and this is my story filled with misery


Ghost

It's 4:30 am in the morning and from my seat sitting in front of the slot machine I look around with my wild blood shot eyes that have not seen sleep for 24 hours or better. my mind is spinning as fast as the wheels on the slot machine. I have not eaten in at least 24 hours because I am afraid to leave my machine, or to spend my money on that I might need for the next bet. my machine that has won and lost over and over again for the last 24 hours. its going thru its cycles. I know somehow it will surly hit the big one that will let me go home. or maybe it already hit it and I missed it somehow. its all digits. its not money at all. if I take the ticket out of the machine it might make me start all over again. No its closer to hitting I know. I better not leave to even eat. If I drink ill have to pee. no that wont work. So I look around for a casino jacket to sit with my machine while I'm gone. and that's when I see them, them the ghost. the other 100 or so folks walking around like red eyed zombies. some despaired and broken heading for the door. some pulling fast and hard talking and hitting on the slot machines like to shakes since out of them or something. others standing in line at the teller machine waiting hoping the machine would give them the last of their groceries money for the week. or rent or kids shoes.
and I realize I am one of them. a ghost in the night. I myself am dead. the one my family once new. the one who knew how to fall in love and to laugh along. one who loved god and the one who knew better because she was not raised to think other wise. If I'm not me, then who am I. I am a compulsive gambler.

Stacey S.

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