222 Days

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She walks down the school hallway, her combat boots slapping the floor tiles. She stares off into space, trying to think of how much time she has left in the building before she can walk home with her music blaring in her ears. She likes to turn the volume almost all the way up so she can feel the happiness she might feel at her dream concert. Her mind trails to the four boys that have kept her going strong for the past years and she grins. It is as if she can hear their accents in her head while she makes her way to her photography class at the far end of the school. Her hips sway when she walks, confidence radiating like heat off of her. She doesn't care about the looks from her peers because, if her life goal is to be happy, what should stop her? With the thought of happiness, she remembers changing the last digit on the countdown this morning.

"Two-hundred twenty-two days," the girl says, and her hips move to the beat of her joyful heart.

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