"It's weird,isn't it?"Jeanette said from behind me."It's like... she paused and I heard her sigh."Reality is,that everyone is either dead or changed because of that thing.i wished she would say The Mark,but I couldn't blame her.Our individuality was making us,get use to the difference.I couldn't tell her to be like me,that was just hypocritical.Our individuality was bringing us together,but slowly tearing us apart.
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The Trend
RandomThis one girl lost her mother To a mark.. Now she has to face her friend.. And find a New way to figure out what to do With her life..
