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I haven’t been able to find my knife for the last month and a half. I finally found it, but it took laundry day, a packet of skittles, and me having to use the bathroom over at the school rather than my own. Crazy circumstances, but I found it because of all of these events. I was doing laundry so I gathered all of the clothes I could find and put them in the washer, this included the pants I was wearing. THUS I had to find another pair of pants to wear. I found one under my bed and they were clean (but wrinkled), so I put them on.

Hey, I need to go to the bathroom. Damn, Brendon’s in there already. Well, I guess I’ll go over to the school, no biggie.

As I’m walking out the door I spot a bag of Skittles from the other day and take them with me. Halfway to the school I finish the three or four Skittles that were left, but there is no where to put the Skittles bag so I’ll put it in my back pocket.
Low and behold, my knife was in the back pocket of my pants. But since I never wear this pair I never found them until now. Yay, thank you for listening to my story.