"Your too powerful to throw your life away!" "I'm not throwing it away, just because you don't like my choice doesn't mean it's not important!"
She's powerful in so many ways but is sick of being told what to do, so she settles for something less e...
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Third Person's POV
Fourteen year old Ianna was peacefully sitting on a park side bench at her favourite place over looking the water, the most magnificent place in her opinion. Many people never came to the park for some reason which she was thankful for at times when she needed to be by herself, but at the same time she wanted to share it with the entire world if that makes sense. To her it did. Ianna's life wasn't the best, it was hard and never spared her anytime for friends or stuff like that, so she came here, as an 'escape from the world' as some would say.
Whenever she was frustrated with her designs that she never told anyone about or just done with people in general this is where she came.
People always seemed to confused Ianna, the way they interacted with each other. How some were mean to one another or just everyone in general and then nice to someone close to them. It always perplexed her, don't get her wrong she doesn't just never talk or interact with anyone.
She just doesn't understand their feelings most times much more herself. That's why she prefers to befriend her designs, her technology she means. They're just simpler for her to understand, they don't need to be clarified on feelings and what not, they're just simpler.
While lost in her thoughts Ianna always liked to draw a new design, something about just looking at the sunset and listening to nature was peaceful to her. Of course she would never tell anyone that, mainly because she had no one to talk to. Interrupting her thoughts a buzzing was heard from her bag, normally she would put her phone on silent when she was at her special place but something told her today should be an exception.
Taking the object out of her pocket and swiping the green cell phone icon to the right she answered the phone.
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Ianna's heavy footsteps thundered as she kept running through the streets of the crowded town, running, associated with exercise or fitness, she always liked running and would often get sucked into her own world while doing so. She could but she didn't, and it was all because of her previous exception.
