I walk calmly to the door that leads outside, I've never used this door without someone keeping close eye on me. This is the first time i can walk out of this door and no one seems to notice. No one pays attention as i walk out into the night, soon to be dawn. The only things i take with me is a small backpack and the money it'll take to get to Europe.
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I sit on a dark quiet plane, it's almost five in the morning. Everyone except for me is asleep; the luxury of sleep is beyond me. I don't need it, i'll sleep when i'm dead. The darkness and silence of the plane surrounds me, but it does not make me weary, i greets me now kindly. I welcome the dark and the silence; it's the only peace i have gotten in my life recently. This plane full of sleeping bodies which makes me wonder if they can see the difference that lies within me. I would say not, i didn't even know that i was different from them until recently. What do they see when they look at me? How much does the eye miss when it notices someone for the first time?
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Teen FictionSometimes all it takes to push someone over the edge is one little word. Only some are strong enough to do what I did, and only some know what it means to truly be alone. I happen to be one of those people. Will I make it out alive, living in this...
