Reality

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Waking up can be the most painful thing sometimes, especially when you wake up under a bridge, on a rainy day, after having an amazing dream that you know will never happen. When I woke up I heard the sounds of cars and the smell of gasoline and was imediatly sucked into life, my sad terrible life. Then realization hit me like a slap to the face. I. Am. Homeless. No place to go my home is the great outdoors! Wow! So fun! I get bugs, but they're better than bruises. I pull out a granola bar from my little bundle of things and chow down. Slowly because I want to savor the flavor for a bit. Then I think. And think. And think. And came to a conclusion that I would ride my bike a couple towns over and check myself into foster care. Of course I'll have to change my name...Ash Wayder. My name from now on is Ash Wayder. I'll be safe now. I'll be safe.

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