Prolouge

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I had dreams too. When I was younger that dream was to be a veterinarian , then a pop star, and then a dancer. However the one thing I wanted to be the most was to be seen. Don't get me wrong, I had friends. In fact, most would say that I was friends with everyone. But that's just it. By being friends with everyone, I unknowingly made myself the last resort, the reject. You see I used to make an effort to have a BEST friend, but they never lasted long. The people would always find someone better than me and every time I had to watch the one ray of light on my life abandon me. It felt as though I was everyone's last choice. For a very long time, I had to convince myself that it was good these people walked all over me. It was as if I was saving them from falling too far. I was there when they had no one and I had to tell myself that they are all better off now when they left me. When you are alone for so long crave the feeling of belonging. My own town no longer feels like home. I am stuck in a dead end job as a waitress, for a couple who can barely keep the place open and pay the staff. I need to leave. Getting out of this town is the only way I will truly know where I belong. I am starting my life with a journey. A journey to find home.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 22, 2017 ⏰

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