She's already on the highway, driving her little green car, not even knowing where she'll make a stop.
Hopefully somewhere nice, she thinks.The radio is playing. She doesn't know the song, but the melody is catchy and she soon finds herself humming along. Who knows, maybe she'll become a singer too some day? She's seventeen, she got her whole future still ahead, right?
But sadly she never got the upurtornity to think about her future or even about herself. She was surrounded by people who didn't really care, so she didn't too. But these times are over.
Hopefully, she adds in her thoughts.

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When did we lose ourselves?
Short StoryShe seems to be ordinary But she isn't Not one bit. So why did she become unimportant? When did she lose herself?