My town

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   My town is small, not New York or Las Vegas size, but not the size of a neighborhood.

We know everyone, everyone knows us, but we are not friendly. We see them everywhere we go, the faces remind me of a place outside this town.

When I go to college, I plan to move out of this town, out of the state. And when I move, I'll simply say one of two things.

"I hate that town, it never felt like home."

or something most can't imagine saying about their town, someplace where so many bad memories roam.

"How did I get so lucky to grow up in this town?"

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