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You don't know true fear until you've survived a Montana winter. Temperatures down to negative thirty degrees, wind blows 40-50 miles per hour, and all you want to do is board yourself in your house in front of a fire. Evidently, there isn't any houses in the wilderness.
I decide to pack up and leave my makeshift refuge on a track for California. It was going to be a lengthy journey of nearly a thousand miles all on foot- it would take close to two weeks.
I have to pack light so I only pack what I need. The tent is too heavy so I leave it out along with a few books. I pack a few pairs of socks, all of the food and water I found, a thin blanket, my stockpile of tampons, and a toothbrush and toothpaste. My mother was a dentist so you have no right to judge me for my oral hygiene habits.
Along with my necessities, I pack Rose's favorite doll, a page from my dad's favorite book, and one of my numerous piano books. Before the Mania, I was supposed to be famous for playing the piano. I was supposed to go to Juliard for playing the piano but that never happened. I never even had a chance to graduate high school.
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Mania
Teen FictionClaire Donavan, was once a girl who dreamed of what life would be like after she graduated high school. She dreamed of going to Juliard and play piano. She dreamed of leaving Montana and living elsewhere and have a family of her own. But she woke up...
