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I roll around in my scratchy cot, I couldn't fall asleep. I was home sick and I missed Caroline I missed our small apartment and the way she would comfort me when I couldn't sleep. I couldn't dispel these thoughts of her and our life together, so much so that I got up and out of my "bed" and started to walk out of the dorm. It was mostly quiet but I could hear a person crying softly. So not to disturb him I walked out on my tipy toes and out the room.

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