'society told me to fit a mold but i'm claustrophobic'
- Bridgett Devoue.
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Thursday soon rolled around. In fact it was like all the other days had been skipped, fast forward even, but in reality it had only been a couple of days.
Before Emmie even realised, she was walking to the park where she had arranged to meet Sam. She couldn't even remember getting up or even getting ready to go, but somehow she did.
She sat on the closet bench to the entrance and waited for him.
It felt like forever to her.
But before she knew it, she finally saw him..
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