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Hayden Smith PoV

Everyone shows their arms.

And somehow I don't feel ashamed.

I feel more f r e e, as if the writing on

my arm is becoming the truth.


William Way PoV

I noticed that their is a 

dead glaze tinting

Everyone's e y e s.

But there is also happiness

coating our s k i n.

I am a runaway, yes.

Maybe mine wasn't a positive 

outcome like the others

 but I was proud of it.

The boy who ran away

from the f a k e facade of humans.

And nobody here judged that.


Ivy Zhang PoV

They know my history now.

Technically I'm no longer an 

a m n e s i a c, but I started the journey 

with them and I intend to help them.

In my stomach is a living person.

I am a c a r r i a g e

 to my own child.

Lord knows who the dad is, but what matters

most to me is that the b a b y stays mine.


Isabella Petit - Brun PoV

 There was a silence and an

a p p l a u s e, when my arms 

were read. I felt warmth and

comfort. According to my mum

I'm halfway through my journey.

But, I couldn't care less.

The room is painted, it mirrors my own flesh.

But, now we are so faraway from home that

I am almost a new girl.


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