I wanted to run away, leave everything behind. Starting over just seemed amazing. I would do anything to start over. This wasn't the place for me, I knew that. It wasn't hard to see I was different. I wasn't like them and I never would be, I'd never want to be. In a way, leaving seemed like a great solution. I could move to Canada or maybe even England. Australia would be heaven. I wanted someplace new, someplace I could start again.
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