Prologue

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June, 24th

My name is Leonora, I'm twenty years old and I live in a small town called Bridgewaters in Pennsylvania. 

I like to pack and unpack my suitcase, because, even if I'm not travelling, it makes me feel free. I like the sea in the Winter, the mountains in the Summer, to sleep at night and live during the day. 

I like chaos, I like unmade beds, untamed hair, loud laughs that erupt through the air and the sound of raindrops on my window.

I like guys who can kiss. I like to swin naked in the sea and to sleep under the sun. I like my body, and it's rare the days that I don't look myself in the mirror for more than fifteen minutes.

I switch phone from hand to hand when I'm talking on the phone. I like to sleep naked, I like to suck the remaining ice cubs at the bottom of the glass after drinking a lemonade. I like Bridgewaters.

I don't like to daydream because, to me, that's waisting time that you could be using to turn your dreams a reality. I don't like to wait, I don't like to ask, I don't like dogs with leashes nor birds who don't try to escape their cage.

I don't like dead flowers nor roses in water, I don't like long skirts nor turtlenecks. I don't like people who complain, nor fishes in aquariums, nor checkered leaves.

xx, Leonora

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