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I wake up the sun burning my eyes
Im obviously not close to home
Anger and sorrow rose in her.
Her red dress and black hat where babyish and they made her look like she was a child she was afraid "will they call me weak?" She thought. The taxi
Driver opened the door and stood there until she stepped out as he led her too the door. The facility had a stone path with benches and a pond it was a building that was big but didn't look interesting "great I'm staying here" she glared and grabbed her bags then pushed her hat on her head making sure it didn't fall off. he led her too the door and opened it guiding her in

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