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"What was I thinking?!" She cried aloud

This was insane!

She had no where to go

She left her home and Vyronica was still a day and a half away

She was stupid

Maybe this was a bad idea

Maybe

She curled under the tree and watched the pouring rain.

She had to wait to sneak back into her room and get her bag

How she wished she'd brought them

She wanted to cry

She wanted to scream

She wanted Vyronica

So she cried

And cried

And cried some more

Tears fell like rain

And soon

Her umbrella was there

Vyronica

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