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I had a memory. Just out of reach.
I had a boyfriend who was only with me for popularity. A life that was ruined when Thomas was taken away by the creators of the maze. I fell apart and my ex was always on my mind.  Nobody liked me for who I was with and nobody liked me for what I was; a dancer craving a dream that would never come. 
"It's always the prettiest flowers that get picked." Someone echoed.
For once, I wished that death would come to me, instead of this pain and torture - the reminder of my unfortunate life, before Newt and this place...

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