Dear someone,
I'm sitting here, up against the wall of my bare bedroom, writing his to you. I don't know who you are but I'm still writing to you.
I don't want to move. I've spent my whioe life moving from one place to another. We've never spent more then six months in one place.
My mother says that it's for her work, that she keeps getting jobs everywhere. But I know better. She's running. From what, I don't know. I just know that she's running.
Please help me.
-Raven
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Raven Girl
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