" I'm used to it. I'm used to being the spare tire. I'm used to being the odd one out. I'm used to being invaluable to anyone. I'm used to being that only one that doesn't shine , glitter or sparkles in the crowd. But they forgot, not all that glitters is gold. I stood watching everyone as they appreciated fake gold while real gold stood quietly in the corners of the world waiting to be noticed and valued. "
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Drowning Thoughts
Short StoryA girl woke up at 2am and decided to drown her thoughts before it drowns her.
