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Once there was a girl , who didn't know who she was. She was lost. Lost from herself. She didn't know if she belonged in this world. She wanted to die and she didn't even know why. She got angry at herself for not knowing anythig about herself. People thought she was just different , an outsider. People tried to get close to her but she pushed them all away. Her parents lost faith in her and she never got away. She wanted to run away. For she thought that the world was keeping her for no reason. She thought i have to get away from everyone and everything. She hated herself for ruining her own life. She would think i wish i had more tears in myself to cry. She always walked home by herself from school exactly at 4:30. No friends. She wanted someone to talk to but she remebered that she pushed away herself away from everyone. But she changed that. Instead of walking home by herself she made friends and instead of not putting up her hand to the question she knew her hand flew up everytime in class. Soon she was no outsider, she was herself and she knew it.
