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ashton - sunday 

All of us felt great waking up on sunday, even though we were facing probable danger the next day. Hanging out with Stella and just letting ourselves relax at her request made us feel better, less stressed. 

I could tell there was underlying nerves, we all felt them but surprisingly we found it easy to brush off as they left to go see their families. Or, at least, their homes.

Shockingly, in a suburn town like ours, the relationship between parent and child never seemed to be strong. The parent was always working, didn't want the child in the first place, was too busy to ever fully bond with the child.

It sucked but that was the way thing was. That's why I sat alone that evening, watching reruns of friends hoping that there was a small possibility my mum would walk back through that door and give me a hug.

thank you all so much, i can't believe people are enjoying this thing x