My heels clink against the cobblestone.
I always hated walking home alone.
The sky gets darker.
Each step I take gets smarter.
I'm hyper aware of my surroundings.
My heart is pounding.
Maybe nothing will happen.
But my steps will still fasten.
I get home.
I know that some girls didn't,
and are all alone.
-Written By Me.
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hell is a teenage girl.
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