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I looked up at the sky, wondering  when I would escape this prison. Everyone at the school hated me, but that was only because I looked different from all of them. That was also the reason I had no friends.

Breathing sounded in front of me. I lowered my head to find a familiar woman returning my stare. Her wavy blond hair seemed to take up the whole sky, leaving no clouds in sight. She wore a jacket, dark jeans and boots.

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