if i had stay i would ve spoken, dressed, walked and worst of all thought like them. so i ran away while they chased me with their wicked words they called me names, told me i will never find some one as good as they. i shouldnt look down upon people i might end up standing in their shoes. i kept running for only one thought stuck in my head if i stay i would speak these words to some one like me.
ran as fast as i could. the wind against me wiped off all the traces there ever were. on the surface and the soul.
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Figment of imagination.
Non-Fictionimpulsive. no punctuations. full of errors. complete waste of time
