This story is dedicated to anyone who has run in their life - from anything. To those who dreamed of an escape and those who made those dreams come true. Doesn't matter if you realised your mistake or believe this was the right thing to do. Running does not equal cowardice. Runners are not egoists.
Because sometimes, you need a change to be better for others, and for yourself.
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False Enemies
Ficção Adolescente*Coming home, I was positive nothing could make me sway. Little did I know there was still someone of whom one sight had me crumbling.* A year ago, I ran. Well, not literally. I got on a plane like a civilized person but the point is, I left my ho...
