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(Time skip)
There was 4 hours until we arrived at the venue and nothing could explain the adrenaline that appeared out of now where from my weak fragile body.

They opened the gates and I ran for barrier, completely forgetting about my mom. I begin crying. This is home. This is home. I'm home.

"Abigail? I'm going back to the motel alright just call me if u need me, I'm sure you'll be alright to stay with your new friends."
Moms blood wasn't any good and she couldn't be up on her feet all the time. I understood that.

The show ended, and all I could do was cry. I say on the venue floor collecting confetti while sobbing quietly to myself. Everyone had left so I decided to just go go outside.

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